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Grassland

hinterlands intact,

forests not a hell,

grass not wheat,

soft cold rain fell

 

heavens doing what

open clear skies do,

pilgrims of sunlight,

days honestly new

 

no forever anymore,

now the foe is time,

some end's in sight,

verses don't rhyme

 

tarnished the sward,

ox-skulls bleaching,

toll paid for a blind,

low, over-reaching

 

truths die...

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Sunsets Are For Walking Into

I always took the sky for granted

Never really cared about the stars

Stuck strictly to the daily round,

Women and booze and fast cars

 

Sunsets are for walking into with you

At last I see the magic in the sky

Sunsets are for walking into with you

How did sunsets ever escape my eye?

 

You taught me about love and nature

How they go hand in hand together

Giving lo...

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Starfish Haze

On the beach bits were sharp with old shells

Sand dry as dust cushioned our feet

In  a rock pool we saw the starfish

I'd never seen anything so neat

 

I've often thought of that creature

Its wonderful colourful ways

Moving at its own pace, shimmering,

In a mysterious starfish haze

 

Soon we saw another, from a family of gems

We stared and discussed Nature's pride

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Forest Green

She's smart as a whip and shoots from the hip

She's calm in a crisis and clever

She's stronger than men and quick with a pen

She's wiser than Plato was ever

 

Forest Green. Forest Green, my sylvan lover

Take care not to get that one riled

She lives in the woods with all her goods

A creature of Nature, God's child

 

I was walking my dog on a day blunt with fog

When ...

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