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Visions And Interpretations

by Li-Young Lee

Because this graveyard is a hill,
I must climb up to see my dead,
stopping once midway to rest
beside this tree.

It was here, between the anticipation
of exhaustion, and exhaustion,
between vale and peak,
my father came down to me

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Please Mrs Butler

by Allan Ahlberg

Please Mrs Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps copying my work, Miss.
What shall I do?

Go and sit in the hall, dear.
Go and sit in the sink.
Take your books on the roof, my lamb.
Do whatever you think.

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A Fragrant Bed

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

asleep in a bloom
on the lake of pearl moonbeams
water lily dreams

green frog in black night
drifting in rock-a-bye dark
where stars make their mark

moonlight tiptoes soft
on cool petals of the pink

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Hymn To Pan

by Aleister Crowley

Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,

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A Lover's Complaint

by William Shakespeare

FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded
A plaintful story from a sistering vale,
My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,
And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale;
Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale,
Tearing of papers, breaking rings a-twain,
Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain.

Upon her head a platted hive of straw,
Which fortified her visage from the sun,

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Recent Flower Poems

A Fragrant Bed

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Mirabilis jalapa

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

All the hot summer days I am found, sleeping late in my bed,
Dreaming of dusk and getting beauty rest, before sunset red;
For I'm an opal night owl, my scent blooms open all night long.
I am called Mirabilis jalapa, or four o'clocks, adoring birdsong.
I am yellow and deep pink stripes, beloved by hummingbirds,
And grape sun butterflies, when time seems to go backwards.
I keep a daily appointment with destiny, at about four o'clock,
As I love pearly moon more than sun, when dancing in my frock!

Black Diamond

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

summoned black diamond
sun's at other side of night
with the dream roses

heart of joy twinkling
gone down in sea of colors
star of plum evening

still in its peach prime
and dust of the day settles

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Flower And Thorns

by Mahtab Bangalee

Love is flower, love is thorns. (Someone said)

Flower- the queen beauty of nature
There love is fair of prayer
Thorns- the sufferings of nature
There love is a remedy seeker

Flower- smiling charm in the beloved hands
There love is hearty shore’s deserted sands
Thorns- tears of discord in the beloved mind

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A Sonnet 11: About Nothing Changes Her Love For Me

by Ayatullah Nurjati

When I see her face there is a shade
When I hear her voice, I feel comfortable in my heart
When I see her smile I feel sunshine and never fade
When I see point of view of her life that inspire my heart

Nothing has changed in her like spring which displays the beauty of the scent of flowers
Nothing has changed her feelings and love for me
Nothing has changed about my feelings to her like leaves that always grow on each stem and they are water proofers
Nothing changes day after day, month after month, year after year her feelings for me

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