Don Dickenson Poems

There are lots of things I want,
but never seem to get.
Like when I was a child,
a ‘Great Dane’, as a pet.
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Swollen buds, on springtime bough,
Herald a change of season.
New life released from winter store,
Rejoicing heart and reason.
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When I was a child, a game was played,
called ‘Dragons in the Sky’.
We lay on our backs in a hillside field,
to watch the clouds go by.
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If everyone could sing,
like the birds at break of day.
Who then would brush the carpet
or sweep the dust away?
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Scintillating snowflakes,
Decanted from the sky;
heaven’s precipitation,
Sparkling see them lie.
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Some say it would be fine,
To see a rainbow shine.
Without having showers or rain.
They think it would be grand,
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Walking down an aisle,
of a local super store,
Wanting just one article,
but knowing, I’ll buy more.
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Agatha Todd, had a very small dog.
whose tail never ceased to wag.
One day in a wood, it met a big hog,
for a moment its tail seemed to sag.
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Poems are Flowers
in the
Garden of Literature
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On a shady branch, high in the tree,
sat 'Monkey' in a somnolent repose
not quite asleep just resting his eyes,
relaxed from his head to his toes,
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