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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
Posted in Simply Poetry/Daily Photo
“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
Posted in Simply Poetry/Daily Photo
“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
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
On the Beach
They say, ‘Life is a beach’
If you want that high to reach
Eat and keep the peach
Then listen to no speech
Cut the strings and barriers breach
Just this moment siege
And you know, you have reached
Your life’s beach
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“Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads”
Marianne Moore
Two
Two of a kind
Is very hard to find
Maybe, of the same mind
Together, completely lined
But in reality, behind
Only the façade is outlined
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“On top of the world, or in the depths of despair”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
On Top of the World… or at least the Tree!
Swinging, from the tree top
Wearing, a nice new smock
But forgot my other sock
Listening, to some hard rock
Above, all the birds flock
Trying on the branches dock
But, any attempts, off I will knock
For this tree, is my magic block
If you try to make a pit stop
Here, on my claimed tree top
Then be prepared, for a shock
I will punch you out, on the clock
Posted in Photo Challenges/Daily Photo/Facebook Challenges
“You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy a bicycle and that’s pretty close.”
Trike
Rantings Of A Third Kind 