Best Brood Over Poems

I made for you, a castle
but I built it in the sand
I steadfastly tried
to constrain the tide
but the bastions didn't stand

I planned for you, an...

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Rest now
O restless heart
released in ebb   to flow

ride the other side of the king tide rising
buoyant your movement in rise with the waves
Rise!...

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There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do...

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A snowy owl sat on her nest
   while tending to her brood;
her mate flew out upon a quest 
   to gather...

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I, The Clone

     So that I would not live alone,
     My parents thought I should be a...

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Beside the linen hanging out to dry,
a young girl trudges with a basket full
of sheets that she has cleaned. Her head is bent
to hide a...

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Knowing She Sees How Deeply She Is Missed
(Tribute To That Greatest Of Love, A Mother's)


Blue-cold morns rising to light a fire
mother, cooked on wood stove...

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Blue Egg Mommy

You know it’s spring when she sings.
The first to show as day greets “Hello”

Her morning song so beautiful and strong.
Soon preoccupied all day...

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Two owls charmed me
moments before I embarked
on the hours of industry to come.
Their silhouettes were dark and secretive,
their voices wistful and low.
I had a moment...

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A babbling stream, a peaceful lane
These are the things that I enjoy
As I walk on a summers day
With a warm gentle breeze upon my face

A...

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Winter whitewashes Autumn's array,
but you're confident Spring will soon show.
Yet, as Winter buries Fall's decay,
depression deepens like falling snow.

Snow-laden trees, like sculptures of clay,
stand as...

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All around our hedgerows and gardens
Buds are forming bringing brilliant
Colour into our lives where previously
Dreary winter darkness lurked.
Everywhere new life is forming
Fields are bouncing with...

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When I was a girl, still on the island
I’d sit in the sand
and brood
and revel
in what I thought was utter enlightenment
a teenage rebel
with dime-store refinement
We...

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Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning...

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I am faceless

Tattered by actuality

Heart thrumming in my ears

Blind to prospects

Voiceless ... soundless


Yet I scream, mute

Face to the sky, I wail like a fiend

Hailing the...

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