Best Bronte Poems

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Little Patrick in the nursery playing with his toys 
Asks ''MUM'' can...

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We walk across meadow and moor 
Along tracks where horse and carriage once rode 
Treading paths where the poets of yore 
In search of inspiration...

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To the sound of pelting rain, she woke in early morning
Upon the tattered tin roof, it rhythmically pitter pattered
No sunlight peeked through clouds on daylight's...

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If vain thy earthly hopes did prove, thou canst not mourn their flight; Thy brightest hopes were fixed above. And they shall know no blight—Anne-Bronte...

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We were kissing behind the bike sheds 
The future Mrs Bronte and I 
Get yourselves up to see the head 
We heard our teacher cry.
The...

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In Simple words
The devil has no horns
She wears smaug balm, Oh, Lord of the Rings 
She sleeps in El Dorado Street, the Hotels of Svengali
She...

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"All the Dark Stallions"



Calliope burns 
ecstatic bright star
fire brands, all her marks

both hands 
holding the ropes
firmly fast today 

slow burn 
tomorrow
warm whispers 

gently towards
the unlit...

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"Bliss like thine is brought by years;
Dark with torment and with tears."

Emily Bronte - Sleep Not (1846) st.1
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often, I am in the throes and agony...

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"The human heart has hidden treasures, in secret kept, in silence sealed. The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, whose charm were broken if...

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"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from an autumn tree."

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"The Golden Chord"

I have stories
caterwauling
to be told,
I will caste them out there
no matter how bold.

They will not drown,
they’ll survive
soaked to the bone,
transfigured transporting
they’re magic
for the...

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When I was young, a book was given me:
a small book with the title "Those Who Love."
Its female author I knew nothing of -
This dreamer...

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Star crossed lovers strolled together
over moorland fields of heather...
Tragedy unfolds


Emily Bronte wrote thereof...
She, too, lost chance to find true love...
Death, again, grabs hold




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For Black-Eyed Susan's...

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I had them hidden
locked & safe
my treasure, my precious 
What I value above all
Some said gold
Some said money
but some, even surprised me
whispering "puh; she hasn't...

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Cacophony of the front

Hopes and dreams define

Humanity, scenes of yesterday

Never to be forgotten, from haunting

Effects of childhood laughter

Uncertainties that become

Certainties, seldom been

Well explored to be

Moving...

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