Battlement Poems - Poems about Battlement

...flowers naturally gravitated to this beautiful meadow they arrived renegade, their seeds transplanted by the wind bluebells, lilies, carnations, roses and daisies thrived here the ancient battleme......Read the rest...

... Her adorned stars, crackling overhead like embers in a fireplaced -sweat-stones of heavenly sky lodge. The bottomless pit of lipstuck warp ighs, ......Read the rest...

...I am strength in battlement I dress covered and shown created in heaven Sent I need salvation in time of distress I am related to New Day hope salvation I vacation here on terrain plan......Read the rest...

... Around this precious pulse there is a moat It has a raised drawbridge of desires denied — Wouldn’t emotions, they be crave carved from the mahogany variety Splintered thoughts lowers......Read the rest...

...We are born we are consciou, we do not possess mind Mind is a work in progress of life. It builds through the days of experiencial time conscious’s right there, right there so sublime Tabula r......Read the rest...

...Like spider silk woven into human form. gliding in the air as it moves and beckons. grasping the metal of an old light pole. Head turning and seeming to look at me. I ask, if you ever ca......Read the rest...

...Within the woods, stood a wall of stone molded by hands from a distant time. Though roughly hewn, it had endured. What narratives could it tell of its past, this ancient bulwark, built to last......Read the rest...

...The heavens scent of layers varnish, upon layers then grow and tarnish, like a stockade wrapped with palisades. A battlement inside playing charades; as the volume gets louder - louder, won't tu......Read the rest...

...Court hiss sea hove The Irish Times, this hum mere ruck can bloke kin esse spy climb mitt till impact desiccation ravaging with choke hold thee aim rilled isle, which haint ok k......Read the rest...

... heroes? there are none here, now ... ever ... don’t feign to look, for your eyes will beg their smiles, true … these are my brothers, these weary fools entrenched, m......Read the rest...

...The art gallery, Was inspiring and exciting, A portrait consuming, Sir Lancelot, King Arthur’s closest companion, The greatest swordsman of his time, A knight of the round table, Her eyes were......Read the rest...

...These ailing eroded banks collapsed Through the cracks of a broken heart eclipsed Gurgling, the harder we try, in oceans of sorrow Will our cascading love live to see tomorrow? Courage be the ......Read the rest...

...Beneath a shroud in mystery was built a monument sublime, where flowed a river endlessly, her flow kissed the periphery, withheld the grasp of time. So great the span of her intent she c......Read the rest...

...Beneath a shroud in mystery was built a monument sublime, where flowed a river endlessly, her flow kissed the periphery, ignored the grasp of time. So great the span of her intent she circled......Read the rest...

......inspired by Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge ******* Beneath a shroud in mystery was built a monument sublime, where flowed a river endlessly, her flow kissed the periph......Read the rest...