Poinciana Poems - Poems about Poinciana

...Mischievous Moon The moon was in a mischievous mood This morning before the twilight Peeking through clouds it had tried to elude In order to flaunt its golden light. Full and round it follo......

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...Painting by the Florida Highwaymen Take me home to where joy resides. I am most thankfuL Here. My gifts bestowed by God are strewn like confettI Around ......

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...golden shower bloom aromatic, beautiful~ Indian native ornate amaltas~ medicinally acclaimed nature's gift to us yellow amaltas and crimson red goldmohur~ spring continuum 3.6.2020 N......

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...Nestled in the hills, with panoramic view Of hills and valleys and skies of blue I sit on the porch in the morning hours And listen to the birds and enjoy the flowers. Sometimes the wind is all......

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...Music of Love On cloudless, starry, starry nights, you sit on your moonlit patio, under the cool canopy of Royal Poinciana trees showing-off their flamboyant scarlet petals. Cradling yo......

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...Oh Glorious Poinciana Bright flames of the Poinciana Reach out for the golden sun The large leaves bend with their tiny fronds To wave with the wind in fun. The bulging lime green buds St......

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...It's full of my childhood memories And those adolescent years... The Poinciana tree, All my sorrows and all my fears. It's the place to be For long waiting hours, Those winters with bare branches, An......

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...I haven’t forgotten The good old days of Christmas Sleepless night, in the early morn Off to rush, rush, in Junkanoo! I haven’t forgotten The good old days of Christmas Dancing in......

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...Rain is brewing; black clouds hang over the Cockpit Country. Them rainclouds have a habit of shifting colors like a lizard. The smell of the pending shower is strong on September’s breath; the ......

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...My sunny, tropic land, I hear you calling me From glade to glade from every fruited tree Where birds feast piping delicious melodies My sunny tropic land and Flanker's sunny leas The sugarcanes......

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