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Wind in TreesA Poem by Ade McOran-Campbellnew poems |
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European Beech TreesA Poem by Elizabeth A ConnerI wrote this as part of a poetry challenge and the prompt simply asked of us, as writers, to write (as literally or figuratively as we choose) about a.. |
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Autumn's PreludeA Poem by AnnaWe meet again, September,it's been so long since I lost you last year.The memories of Autumn's prelude haunts me,oh, golden and crimson, it brought su.. |
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5) Maternal MajestyA Poem by Marshall SchothI wrote this after seeing a dead turtle |
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The End.A Chapter by juxtapozA girl on an adventure and her decision about whether she should continue on or go back. |
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Cherry BlossomsA Poem by AnnaCherry trees in full bloom,they had buds as big and bright as the moon.Petals jumped to fly with the Spring wind,as they did last year, they did again.. |
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Where are the clouds?A Poem by herfssRainy days are great |
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Non-ConsentualA Poem by MortriciaWho does such a thing to their mother? We do. |
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Morning MomentA Poem by Skylah GinetteSunlight glances off the pavement, Illumines the world. Trees glow melancholy, Lonely limbs laden With limpid beads of light. Trembling, wink.. |
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A thought about natureA Story by Shady ShariestFew stray thoughts. |
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Death in ColourA Poem by Skylah GinetteThe leaves dangle, Drooping from gnarled branches, Shivering in the cold. Their veins grow brittle Against the bitter, biting frost, And break. .. |
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AutumnA Poem by ChaseAs I was driving home, I passed a tree that made me see our fall is here. It was the color of a ripe peach. |
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AugustA Poem by Justine PowlsI was walking down, near the foot of a slope, in a place where all the winds had calmed down and all t.. |
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WinterA Poem by CrimsonHintsA dark owl watches with wide eyes,As the wind wisps and wails.Snow scurries to the treetops,And forest creatures tuck their tails.Winter has come agai.. |
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Her viewA Poem by mackenzi_drewShe can see the red light flashingfrom her windowwhen she watches the trains come throughshe said her view is betterin the winterwhen the trees aren't.. |
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My LifeA Poem by Britaini GrossMy life, dark and cruel,Like that of winter's bare trees,Not dead but sleeping. |
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Carnivorous WindA Poem by Skylah GinetteHaggard trees with gnarled bark Droop; tired from the night before When wild, untamed tempests tore Tiny, tender leaves from twigged fingertips, .. |
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The HarvestA Poem by KBBI have never seen a hunger like the one That has pushed every last man, woman and child To take fruit from the giver, like a tree in full harves.. |
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