Tag: poems
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Potager
IdyllIn the quiet corner of the gardenWhere the sunbeams softly shineThere’s a patch of earth that’s tendedWith a love both pure and fineThere grow scorzonera and carrotsSpinach leaves and shallots tooSalad potatoes and fresh fragrant herbsA feast for the eyes and the palateThe gardener comes every morningTo water and weed and pruneHe hums a tune…
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Storm
Soliloquy.What fury hath this tempest wroughtThat tore the earth and sky apart?What wrath hath nature’s power broughtThat shook the very core of my heart?I saw the trees uprooted lieLike broken limbs upon the groundI heard the roofs fly through the skyLike thunderclaps of dreadful soundI felt the floods engulf the fieldsAnd drown the crops that…
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Reins
A white pony and a dark horse Met in a field of green They came from different worlds But they shared a common dream They wanted to run free and wild Across the hills and plains They wanted to feel the wind and sun And not the ropes and reins They became friends and partners…
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Lazers
We dance to music and lights in the countrysideA pyramid stage and lazers over night time bocageWe feel alive and free under the starry skyThe beats and melodies fill our hearts with prideWe sing along and sway with every passageWe dance to music and lights in the countrysideThe colors and patterns dazzle our eyes wideWe…
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Man
Okay, I will try to write a villanelle poem about the Long Man of Wilmington chalk figure walking away. Here is what I came up with:He stands on Windover Hill so tallA giant carved from ancient chalkBut what if he decides to walk?He holds two staves, a mystery allSome say he’s old, some say he’s…
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Battle
The Bayeux Tapestry is a medieval embroidery that shows the Norman Conquest of England in 1066. It is about 70 meters long and 50 cm high, and it has more than 70 scenes with Latin captions. It was probably commissioned by Bishop Odo of Bayeux, half-brother of William the Conqueror. Embroidered story In the year of one…
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Garden
Amidst a sea of hardened stone, A garden blooms with colors known, As wallflowers and forget-me-nots, Are planted with hope, in tiny pots.The air is filled with sweet perfume, Of blossoms bursting into bloom, And petals dancing in the breeze, As if to put our hearts at ease.Each rock and pebble takes its place, In…
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Jackdaw
On the globe there sits a cat,Surveying all the world like that,Purring softly as it dreams,Of places far beyond our streams.Perched upon the dolls house high,A jackdaw caws into the sky,Flapping wings of black and blue,A regal bird with much to do.The cat and bird, they seem so still,Yet in their minds they roam at…
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Repair
A motorcycle old and worn, Once a thing of pride and scorn, Sits in pieces on the floor, Its engine silent, heart no more.But in the hands of one who knows, A skilled mechanic, the engine glows, With wrench and hammer, skillful art, The motorcycle mends, a work of heart.Each bolt, each screw, each wire…
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