Backyards Poems - Poems about Backyards

...The outdoors. Underground is where they live. We walk mostly above ground. We see flowers and walk on the trails. The outdoors. There are snakes but they get out of our way. Trees fall ......

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...The town fathers are long neglected by scavenging vultures, locked up as they are, in the wood cabin, we call the town museum. Inside the shack, there are old tintypes, sepia photographs and t......

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...Arboreal chum noodle trunk gesticulating Male pattern baldness syndrome squiggles Trigonometry Palisades uneven ripple Framework salmon people Rise evangelical steeple Pigmentation feeble ......

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...Sara beaumont? a k a nichola charles.' hosts a podcast (view It in your own backyards)or on the couch; in motel on airplane as you go' Shes one of those neighbours stars? Of tv fame ya know..! Wel......

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...Cattywampus In a world where things get messy and everything is in disarray. One can become easily distracted and overwhelmed throughout the day. Cattywampus is what some may describe these ......

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...Red. Yellow, brown, or orange. Leaves live comfortably. At cider mills, and in backyards. Maple leaves. They are spiky, and boldly shaped. Into a leaf pile. They are dead, but not haunted......

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...MEMORIES OF WAR In prison we turmoiled packed up cards to fall whilst they sucked genitals like bonbons a quartz on a table gleamed its knowing War torn ghettos with swollen stoma......

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... In the fifties it was the suburban icon that survived the start of the renovation phase and still graced the backyards of most houses in the neighborhood, the ubiquitous Australian outs......

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...Moans of ecstacy the hymn singer a regional delight We heard Hymn singers in barns, in backyards and in the pews. What they served up was something you couldn't confusse Ironing clothes befo......

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...In the quietness of dusk, when shadows stretch long over the fields of memory, Memories rise like reflected ghosts, wandering through the labyrinth of thoughts, Taking me back to the times of child......

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... Ah, how invigorating to body, soul, and spirit. Ah, how soothing, especially after a long dry spell. All of nature pauses to inhale the awesome fragrance. Whether a hot August night or late in......

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...Here I am, Shake & Bake in the Far Out West where they now smoke down and out, their new front yards as Lava Lady is Liquid Dating our backyards getting her d......

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...When I was young, I liked to play With other kids on my block. To backyards, front yards, everywhere, For fun, we would all flock. Every sport and game we played, When one kid on a losing stre......

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... Remember when we used to play In our backyards every day We built castles in the sand And chased each other hand in hand Remember when we used to laugh At silly jokes and photogra......

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...The summer was always so much fun -- When we were young -- We'd jump fences and run through backyards -- when we were young -- Boys were icky and really gross too -- when we were young -- Be......

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