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Pollen-Count Blues
Ashes to ashes, rust to rust, Pollen’s Q-tips raining dust; Speckled petals, freckled knees, You upset my allergies!Filed under: Just for Fun, Nature, Poetry Tagged: allergies, ashes to ashes, dust,...
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Stained Am I
Stained am I, and streaked by this palsy, pollen-spots falling as table-scraps onto purity’s napkin. Holy rain, wash my hands, my feet, my heart, that I would bloom beauty in shades of redemption,...
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Pollen Counts
Golden grains, a holy harvest hovering on fruitful lips; words are pollen, rich with meaning, pregnant with potential scripts . that sow within a listening soul a seed of hope – embryo which, when...
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Unless She Dies
Unless she dies, she lives in vain, unless she loses, there’s no gain; until she knows she’s emptied out, her unborn seeds will never sprout. Filed under: Beauty, Characterizations, Christianity,...
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Pollen
Your words are pollen Delicate and powerful Clinging to my soul * They remain on skin Long after leaving your lips Tattoo of friendship * Filed under: Gratitude, Haiku, Healing, Nature, Poetry,...
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