Scrubland Poems - Poems about Scrubland

...It’s the morning of a different day—who knew there’d be another? Lisa and I went on our harbor jog @ 5am—that’s nothing new. It was, like 44°—we’re enjoying fall’s cold, refreshing bite. Anyway,......

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...The hunter knelt to check the muddy ground. He was perplexed. The tracks were heading north. No bears had caves on this slope of the hill. The quicksands were not very dangerous but deep enough t......

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...sheep                               at risk                         in scrubland                    attacked by wild                  d......

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...The scythe of lover mowing the sky stars On the night of glittering moon to drive The heart of lovers in the fervent fairs With the wings of whispering dove in hive Woods of Robert Frost there ......

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...It seemed like nature had concocted a singular miracle As I sat on the wooden bench looking in towards the woodland. A red maple tree stood tall surrounded by eucalyptus trees While down below gre......

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...Odyssey from Africa 14g “This research by young Alinda Tells us something most important For we find upon our beaches Plants that are entirely different “From the flora on our island Or ......

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...Ch8, cont. Northward parallel the valley. And their ridge-top elevation Gave advantage of perspective They could see the forest's ending In the distance. That same evening Would reveal ......

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...CHAPTER 8 Two Paths   North they travelled through the jungle  Aiming to escape from forest Seeking an itinerary  Near the coast in open country    So they climbed a wooded hilltop; Han attai......

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...CHAPTER 3c continued Till he happened to encounter  A much stronger river hunter Hideous Jurassic lizard Pulled him down with no returning   Other crocodiles converging Made straight line......

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...But the mood of celebration Lasted only for a short time Very few returned to thank them Han and Matto found this puzzling Chapter 2 BLOOD MOON Through the days and nights that followe......

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...It was a sex attack in burning clairvoyance. You cannot catch me in catastrophic moment. A hard core **** has the piety for a lone wolf. Unclothed, a courier walks into a shower of bullets. A ......

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...Roman Politics. The coldness of the night merged seamlessly with the coldness of daybreak. A weak sun did nothing to raise temperatures or spirits. The Legionnaires leather coats creaked ......

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...Drumming from the amps, bristling with snares and hooks, (“I see in your eyes, castles in Spain.”); Aide memoirs of the past, post-war resurrection, stubbornly, Wreathed in wires of smoke and deli......

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