Category: plant
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Buzz
I wrote this poem during a poetry class I taught a year ago. Hopefully you like it. The buzz of honey bees In mid flight The allure of flowers is a tease Oh, too enjoy a sweetness so light It has planted a hope Deep in my chest To no longer mope Now that I…
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Laughter as Medicine
It’s been a long battle. I would like to say that it’s been easy but there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. I hope this poem is a bit of inspiration for all that read it. Let the waves of life pass over You will not be moved Let the sun…
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Tomorrow
The newness of tomorrow beckons today Let the light in Support the birth of glistening rays They twinkle and dance In the midst of fog They cut through the midst Bring plant life and mankind bliss We think of the warmth they bring and reminisce The diverse colors unite to serve the purpose Of bringing…
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Never Dry
Your hands fail to catch it Your body longs for it Your ears hear it falling Your eyes search for it’s translucent form Plants grow toward the sun And wait for relief Deer eat grass And run towards the stream Water restores and maintains the body It is nourishing Giving ease to stained muscles And…
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The Beauty of Rain
The clouds will gather The sky will turn dark The rain will fall But the sound of it will calm the restless souls The thirsty plants will recieve water necessary to grow One day the harvest will yield food that will feed the masses But for the person stuck in the storm without an umbrella…
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Slow
Plant me near the highway so I can hear the exhaust of fast cars but still grow slow. Love always, Esha <3
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Freedom Rings
I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning Let the tambourines shake Let the bass drop Let truth clash against lies like strong tides, Hitting the desolate shore We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob We need freedom like a plant requiring soil Like a lamp with a plug but…
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To Sow Shade
To Sow Shade It looks bad. No visible progress made kind of bad. No goals for greatness achieved. By all accounts the situation looks quite dismal. But such is the nature of a seed. You sow it and hope for growth. Along the way a storm comes to water it. Then as it spouts from…
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Spoken Word: Swift Love
I want you to hear me. But most importantly I want to be heard: Swift love Shorty got a scrapbook In his bedroom With pictures of me in it And what we use to be in it Letters once sealed By a lipstick kiss are smudged Into the depth of eternity Hushed conversations shared…
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