Afore Poems - Poems about Afore

...Albert Nelson's father bought a huge clock, the very day he was born, A happy fellow, with a winsome smile. Like the merry pink sun, at dawn. Being too tall for the shelf, it stood inside......

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... For what charge is this you lay at my feet? For what misdemeanour or untruth did I afore commit? Did I steal, did I lie and some innocence fall in my stead? Did I indeed do much worse and is som......

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...“Tea” Steam pouring forward, perhaps captured with the cold air of time To be forgotten and lost Blown away too quick to be tangible Gentle momentum but me Not so Not even the steam ringing......

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..."There's a river meandering through the mind," older than the Englishmen who raised a bridge over its Constitution, a nude Indian sped away from a warring Englishman behind absconding by canoe ......

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...The elderly Elmer Brown dwelled alone, like a solitary tree on a hill, Loving quiet, glazed life still, in burgundy, sunset moments of until. A widower, Elmer Brown had generations of off......

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...In tattered stacks I sought my way, through dusty tomes of lore To trace the steps of yesterday, reflections of a time afore Where apparitions haunt the mist and tarry for a while To sadly rue t......

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...Fate decreed sexting/texting while married abominable Therefore karma caught up to me big time and delivered yours truly sent to purgatory (figurative speaking) by casting a spell, whereby the ......

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...And, If our eye is not unto Him tilted upwards single And here below are bowed to vanity entangle Or else, unto another twisted mortal affixed A surety inbound woe ever will ensue The Word of H......

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...Wade in the Water While you can Afore it steams away Like the whistle of A boiling kettle......

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...Tis not the age of lushy, dewy dawn the springtime of our race when we knew not right or wrong. In the gardens of the past, before we knew a story had begun There was room for naive error afore......

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...Dr. Foster lived in old fashioned London, and was content to stay there; As red roses are content being caressed, by the wind from everywhere. Dr. Foster loved his daily routine, like the......

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...“Truth lies within oneself and not outside.” the author. ************************************************************** Embodying the Light ......

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...“Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.” He said, Filled with milk and honey but overwhelming his expectations - he feared, Finding peace and solace in its feel ......

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... "The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence" - Dean Koontz. Still as the winter’s night, mourning When will we heed His soft warni......

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... At start of darkening eventide The skyline brings lustre to one's eyes As sun is slipping away from sight The sky is a picturesque delight. Trees grace the illustrious sunset In sere......

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