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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Road Travelled
The road travelled
Was filled with gravel
As life slowly unraveled
Exposed, to unwanted battles
Sometimes, treated like cattle
Our cages slowly rattled
Until reaching, the promised castle
On this long road, travelled
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Ice and Coffee
Chilled, in a tall glass
The liquid, not made to last
Pour it down, really fast
This dark icy mass
Was not made out of grass
But of a sacred stash
Beans filled with caffeine
Only the most pristine
Made, to this drink supreme
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Daily
Reflected, daily life
Today is, peaceful, without a strife
No need for a fork or knife
Took the day off
Decided, with a coin toss
It’s no one’s loss
Sitting, in the shadow
No worry, of tomorrow
Just enjoying, what this day throws
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
A Seat
A seat in the shadows
A seat in the sunshine
A seat in the meadows
Even the one seat
In the setting of concrete
Is quite fine
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Fascinating
It’s almost, like a painting
I find it, quite fascinating
An out of focus photograph
Reminiscent, of a calligraph
Stare at it, for a while
What ever as you want it to file
It will still make you smile
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Red Sky
Red sky
Sunrise
Nature’s prize
For a
Brand new life
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
White
Delicate
In blooming white
Elegant
Like a flying kite
Intelligent
Their design to the fault
Resident
As the earth’s salt
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Flower Pot
A flower in a pot
Got its summery slot
Right there on the dot
It may be store bought
Maybe, not what you sought
But this is, what you got
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
One
Against the lush and living
Kind and forgiving
A dried out branch
Made its stance
“I will outlive you all
Before me you will fall!”
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Skies
Hanging, in the evening skies
Thick red clouds, gravity define
In the colour of finest of wine
The scene nearly close to divine
Rantings Of A Third Kind 