Best Bramble Poems

On pensive planes of wraith-like existence,
Are stoic shadows feigning affection;
Crimson lips of withering consistence,
Have lost their craze for craving confection.

Tear-filling prisms tilling a rueing sphere,
Pathos...

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"Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs; "
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I’m lost within words 
   unwritten between 
     pastel pages of the past, 
Yet I weave lyrical love 
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Though Santa never responded to pleas
There was just one gift on my list each year
A horse that could run at the speed of light
A bold...

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My desk is all of a shamble
My garden is full of bramble
Does this show me to be
High in ability
Or just a bad example 


So, if...

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I remember the day we met. I was just a kitten, lost in the bramble bushes crying out for someone to help me.

I had been...

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A sword of the heavens did glean

From railings and arbors 
of dead thorn and bramble,
where ghostly reminders remain

Fall droplets of blood ‘pon
a crimson embroider
 left...

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It stood there
looking empty and old,
neglected and sad
with windows shuttered,
covered in shadow 
both day and night,
hovered over 
by trees whose branches
disguised the house
and made it...

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Knowing browns of molten Tiger’s Eye give me a loving look
One ear cocked, and the other is always half-flopped just so
Now and then, her exuberance...

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Pleasantly
Bull headed, bird brained, chicken and foxy
From a bramble of a family tree
A lover of Cohen, Midler and Dennis Lee
Who regularly feels awe, paralyzing angst,...

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I am the maestro
Of land sky and sea
I am
A living 
Breathing 
Symphony
Of many sounds 
And sights
That I have found
Like the  BOOM 
Of the ocean...

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Flaxen fields of rye and wheat
Basking in the summer heat.
The curlews haunting, plaintive cry 
In hurried flight they cross the sky.

Around the fields the hedgerows...

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where, in the shadow of a winter moon
beyond eternal skylines collecting stars,
does affection unfold in the sheets
of a nighttime whispering on the breeze

desperate wishes cast...

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Sing, my nightingale, sing for me again
Sing from your bramble tree
Sing, my nightingale, sing and it will rain
Earth is melancholy
And brown, brown, brown, the frost
Has...

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My gray head turns aghast,
broken glass, broken glass,
two by fours, without their walls.

Floors lifted by years of rain,
walls hanging on in vain,
nothing is as I...

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