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That tree
rose upward in a simple way
towards the cloudless sky,
and everything around it
seemed to be listening
the gentle rustling of the air
that swayed its thick leaves
of different greens.
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The laughter came out
quickly,
without being able
to stop,
noisy happiness
that springs up
and goes dancing
from mouth to mouth,
bright light,
that burning,
erases the gloom
that life has at...
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all
And sweetest in the Gale is heard
And sore...
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Winter has gone
at last into retreat
and spring is here;
The sky is blue
with little cloud now,
has given the Pacific flow
into Whangaparaoa Bay
its colour too;
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Tempt the beast no longer is one on my best works. its a poem that has an aggressive passionate style to it, pleading to humanity to stop tempting the beast in side before its to late and we loose...
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By SYLVIA BENHAM ...... As parf of PoetryVisualized.com's Poetry of the People Series - POP Series for short - I am very pleased to present a warm and wonderful lady, Mrs. SYLVIA BENHAM, mother and...
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