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"herbage" poems

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The GardenThere's an ancient, ancient garden that I see sometimes in dreams, / Where the very Maytime sunlight plays and glows with spectral gleams; / Where the gaudy-tinted blossoms seem to wither into grey,

H.P. Lovecraft16

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The Hunter Of The PrairiesAy, this is freedom!--these pure skies / Were never stained with village smoke: / The fragrant wind, that through them flies,

William Cullen Bryant56

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belongingwith bark like alligator skin / the pines reach up up to the sky / eighty one hundred feet they fly their needles

@roberta-compton-rainwater25

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Two Campers In Cloud Country(Rock Lake, Canada) / In this country there is neither measure nor balance / To redress the dominance of rocks and woods,

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A levantine MythIn Parsley, a Levantine munificence accreted together in Tabbouleh, / herbage that covers fractured bedrock in a poultice of healing. / Secreted within, lie igneous outpourings of bloodied tomatoes,

@davinaesolomon23

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compilation; shortsgod stood by me, he hid in my pocket like a piece of amethyst / when i ran he turned into the forest to envelop me / his spirits became soft grasses, scented woods and colorful flower

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Earl Mertoun’s SongThere’s a woman like a dewdrop, she ’s so purer than the purest; / And her noble heart ’s the noblest, yes, and her sure faith’s the surest: / And her eyes are dark and humid, like the depth on depth of lustre

Robert Browning12

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I Slept and SawI was deep in the land of shadows / Halfway between the living and dead / In the awful silence of void

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We are GhanaWe are everything / They told you about / We are the beautiful dream

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You had heard, and so the story ranYou had heard, and so the story ran. From where / The hills begin to rise, and then sink the ridge / In a gentle slope, down to the waters edge. Who would

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The Coolest Humans on EarthWe once wore tie dyes, / smoked herbage, / all styles, all kinds,

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From The Spanish Of Villegas'Tis sweet, in the green Spring, / To gaze upon the wakening fields around; / Birds in the thicket sing,

William Cullen Bryant18

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MedicationEvery morning the first thing / is do the subtraction / washing the body

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sur mon dosmoi j'aime être coucher dans l'herbage / ça demange un peu / je regarde le ciel

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******* - UNBOUNDNow I was young and easy. Led / entranced under plum tree blossoms / drifting along the sloping drive

@anthony-brady48

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Le cheval et le poulainUn bon père cheval, veuf, et n'ayant qu'un fils, / L'élevait dans un pâturage / Où les eaux, les fleurs et l'ombrage

Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian49

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My BelovedUnder the Silver Birch tree, / A plethora of Yellow Lilies I see, / Where the ducks swim past a glittering stream ,

@mrunalini-d-nimbalkar16

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