Yen Cress Poems

Snail, Snail, lay your silver, slick, and wind-
ing trail. After you've dined, please be kind-
And leave a few uneaten leaves behind!
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This morning in my garden plot,
A snail munched on a lettuce leaf.
He looked quite beautiful, I thought-
His shell was fine beyond belief;
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Inside myself I tried to look
To find the source of all my pain,
And all the earth around me shook.
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Now in the latter portion of my life on this earth,
I, mildly curious, contemplate the timing and the manner
of my demise.
Knowing I am not immortal does not disturb me;
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Many years ago now, she was young and alive,
And she thought, without doubt, soon her ship would arrive;
So she bided her time, learning how to survive,
Till she fitted right in like a bee in a hive.
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Hiroshi lives across the western sea
Beyond the sunset in an ancient land.
His country is Japan-'Nippon, ' says he-
And island nation we should understand.
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Robed in the gray, lowering April clouds,
Silent forms float across the rocky hills.

A great horned owl ushers cottontail worshippers to their seats.
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I pause awhile. A fleeting smile
Has crossed your precious face.
Peaceful, asleep, in dreams so deep-
A child of innocence and grace.
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Dedicated to a friend needing comfort.
I cannot know the pain that you have felt.
Your boat rides waves that mine has never crossed.
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Small desperate men, on ebbing waves of hope,
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