41. Ode To A Zebra
I'm a stunning display of black and white,
Contrasting stripes to captivate sight.
My mane stands up straight and proud.
I'm a stunning display of black and white,
Contrasting stripes to captivate sight.
My mane stands up straight and proud.
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Emerges above the land into their peak.
It is the sky they constantly seek.
From the far distance, we won't notice their height.
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The clouds above are gray and dark.
With sound of thunder, lighten spark.
Rain that falls to earthly ground.
One of four siblings,
the youngest of course.
Or am I the oldest?
Not really sure.
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Over in the meadow,
In the sand, in the sun,
Lived an old mother toad
And her little toadie one.
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I love these days when autumn leaves
Are falling everywhere around,
And I can tread among the sheaves,
And hear the crispy, crunchy sound.
A robin and a crow were perched upon a fence,
an unlikely combination, but they seemed to be good friends.
Standing in the mid-day sun each on a separate picket,
basking in its rays while staring at a cricket.
Hey, little stick bug
Clinging to a stem.
Where did you come from?
How did you land?
The wind, it moves in wondrous ways.
Through the tree branches it blows and it sways.
It takes all the leaves and flies them so high.
Then briefly it lets go and they fall from the sky.
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In Winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle light.
In Summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
Bees nudged the flowers
Babies peeped out of the nest
One fine crisp morning.
Across the night sky, way up high,
Burning like an oven but as small as a fly,
Mercury steals Apollo's light,
But only when it is at night.
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Birds all the sunny day
Flutter and quarrel
Here in the arbour-like
Tent of the laurel.
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maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
I walk around the streets at night.
I look around and see the light,
The light that gives me hope
To find my way back home.
Borrowed scarf, stolen carrot and mittens,
frostbitten fingers determined to finish,
eyes were a button and a bottle cap squished in.
Mothers called but no one listened -
Super Spring starts off the year
Glistening, shimmering, thundering rain
But warmth comes out, once again.
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The tree outside stands straight and tall
And never can lie down at all;
For if it once should take a rest,
I fear for each small swinging nest;
Sitting outside
Under a tree
Mud pies and water
Making memories