Beamish Poems - Poems about Beamish

...Dice, the goddess of morals, asked her mother, Themis Why there's divorce, gambling, abortion, and alcoholism? Why should dehumanization, like a Bloodstone, beamish? Why should knives of nemesis n......Read the rest...

... I'm an enlightened equinox, strolling in faded universe, dreaming poetry in susurrus serenades of rustling ruby-leaves which whisper cool beamish hues to my autumnal- quartz hear......Read the rest...

...In Beamish Street, collecting the rent, Was how my Tuesday mornings were spent. An arduous task at the best of times. Nell McFee, hubby in jail for various crimes. Sobbing to me as she ha......Read the rest...

... He said that it was brillig, but what did that word mean And slithy is a word that I had never seen If you gyre and gimble, what do you really do I guess when in the wabe, you seek th......Read the rest...

...Tryst edged ... Aurora whisper serendipitous saffrons, e'er forging balms beamish strands to aerate crown's expanse, whilst bestrewn lissome mists waltzes amongst errant gasp caught in rapt......Read the rest...

...A lovely lady beguiles a luckless lad Of unwitting others she might have had The fairest face may be foul of heart Deft deceit is how now it shall start Like fated moths drawn to the light N......Read the rest...

... “Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla. Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo. Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla. Ós rud é go ndearnadh tú a chaitheamh.......Read the rest...

... “The Lewis Trap” Well, of course he's misanthropic He’s a Misanthropic Man The Devil’s in the details Buried deep under the covers Of bedtime......Read the rest...

...Alone in the hallway where time stands still She serves out her sentence against free will Brilliance shimmers under torn papal masks Submitting to servitude and mundane tasks She listens as th......Read the rest...

...Barefoot in a field of daisies hair blowing in the breeze smile beaming ear to ear babbling brook streaming nearby A picture, no words A story, unheard Sunrays shining down ......Read the rest...

...Neo*, My beamish boy, Who slayed 'The Jabberwock'. "Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" My friend. --- *Neo is part Blue Heeler, part mongrel and all good. Mostly. Lines used from L......Read the rest...

...I know a scamp who chortles frabjously as in the springtime galumphing he goes. And just to show how wacky he can be, he makes his tongue point up to touch his nose! He has no wicked claws or e......Read the rest...

...A gentle breeze solaced by my langsyne Enamored at your bonnie smile at first sight I longed for time to see more of your shine Flowed by your wavy smooth satiny coiffe an admired alight. A bea......Read the rest...

...(Jodhpur is a beautiful, cultural, historical city in Rajasthan, India. This poem is all about Jodhpur from her mouth as she told). Left behind her beamish days of time of life, her days of gir......Read the rest...