Battlements Poems - Poems about Battlements

... I be a common salty once no captain's bars, did bear yet blessed was I to venture where few a skipper dared from crow's nest high aloft I saw those br......

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... The whole of my life is rather mundane, endured only until those few minutes gained; Yes, granted reprieve from this daily drudge, and allowed for the nonce, even if begrudged, to hold a f......

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...("Field of Dreams - Flanders 1917", 2020, original oil) ("Field of Dreams - Flanders 2017", 2020, original oil) War and Peace Everyone wants peace, the irony is it takes war to get it......

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...A mother’s two daughters transformed the bookstore the other day… let me set the scene…. They turned our bookstore into a castle…ruled over by two queens. In an instant the battlements and a tow......

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...Brownian motion writ large... within small medium as light brainstorm doth hail forth the following poem. Across the realm of gray matter slowly percolating within tissue composed of neuron......

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... It hangs upon the precipice: once lethal, looming by design. A stalwart, buttressed edifice, the press of time has not been kind. The howling seas, like dogs of war, have savaged onc......

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...So is it just me or is toast weird bare with me so bakers train for years To produce these beautiful pillow bouncy castles of air caves surrounded by mouth crumbling battlements crusts that dis......

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...Bright banners fluttered high in the warm summer breeze guards in armor bright do walk the battlements high no travelers pass in through the gate the portcullus is down barring the way not lo......

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...The Castle by Robert J (Bob) Moore © 2019 My dad made me a castle, on his fretsaw in the shed with battlements and ramparts, and a drawbridge painted red I loved that wooden castle, guess I was......

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...Knife sharp nerves, veiled in silk Stretch and strain to break through This barricade of skin To reach out across the charged chasm, To touch you where you stand, Shadow-drenched and whisper-clo......

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...THE RUIN an Old English poem about fate & destiny modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch well-hewn was this wall-stone, till Wyrdes wrecked it and the Colossus sagged in......

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...Mourn not my Son... your Father's dead And there's nothing to be done. Do not mount the battlements in my defense As the race was fairly won. The kitchen table has not been set... My chair lie......

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...battlements high of cold gray stone softly lit by rays of sun there she walks while gazing out over the slow rolling waves of the sea practice field does lie within covered in grass both so......

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...blacken clouds like boulders rumble racing as spears of light flashed down howling the air rips over the dark darkened land tearing at all stand before it wild crashing aquamarine peaks flung......

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... "My Own Country" I am my own country these firm battlements have delivered milk like honey to a baby’s lips traversing the landscape these......

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