Yew Poems - Poems about Yew

...There underneath a yew tree, she will stay, a dear queen she was and loved by many, stop in silence, no tears, then go your way, with kind words of prayers, if you have any. slow dust will sett......Read the rest...

...you haffa come jake, rodeo won’t be fun without yew. I’m sorta gonna help with the wrangl’n. Jake coulda gone, but he wanted to see Sally new dance hall girl that worked in the big saloon musta m......Read the rest...

...Poor Fido is last in the queue For cocking his leg on the yew He hopes the other dogs Don’t produce poopy logs He’s bursting to pee and then poo!......Read the rest...

...THE QUEUE It looks like a male at that yew. I’m surprised: don’t know about you. For I’ve always thought That, when taken short, It’s only the women that queue ......Read the rest...

...Beyond the grave of Beni Blue was an aging twisting branching Yew Young Beni liked to play and hide as he did the day he died In a forgotten graveyard corner it grew hiding a doorway known by ......Read the rest...

...Through shadowed trails, beneath the moon’s cold stare, Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear. This feathered prize found peace in my gut, No slumber dreamt; no answer could I get. E......Read the rest...

...I emerged with a silver pen in hand, …and a tempest raging within. Words writhe, a serpent's coil, …tightening their grip, A soul adrift in a sea of …self-made iniquity. I buried my daddy ......Read the rest...

... Fall leaves tumble to their slipshod decay, oozing from the crowns of tedious trees. A mephitic scrunch with their latter sway, as they are raked into wide whisking seas. Coral-......Read the rest...

...you haffa come jake, rodeo won’t be fun without yew. I’m sorta gonna help with the wrangl’n. Jake coulda gone, but he wanted to see Sally new dance hall girl that worked in the big saloon musta m......Read the rest...

...What lies beneath the nuptial necropolis? Sun-glints of memory, warm rays of kinder days, tranquil as the soil-sleepers before they broke the coffin confines and howled free. What lies beneath ......Read the rest...

...In an ancient square There is a yew tree wood Of such antiquity The tree roots writhe In the darkness of their own doing Up yet down, to infinity Amongst the limbs a......Read the rest...

...steering blatant revelries, ghouls engaged to death chomping down streetlight openings in bitter stone bow walled yew tree drifters, steps of many feet in shallow parade to pew, the kneel cushion'......Read the rest...

...I am not an angel, I know; I am a frail being. Feeble, frangible, brittle, and breakable; self-fleeing Like a glass or like a bone china vessel, breakable Weakness has taken hold of me with streng......Read the rest...

...The graveyard, shrouded in pale mist, so hauntingly eerie, dampen spirits as the full moon loses her glow - dreary! I float, like a vapour, amongst lifeless, inky shadows; solitary yew tree, groan......Read the rest...

...under the lych-gate shall I pass before the wait in holding hands for the robed man of God to steer me to my resting days and shall I then be added to the sanded brick of grotesque face that ......Read the rest...