Bram Poems - Poems about Bram

... Colour me perfect in green white and gold, A tricolour heart from the young to the old, A land of giants from the causeway to swift, A tongue silver sharp each Irishman's gift, Born with a......Read the rest...

...Written 3 September 2023 For With Each Morning Poetry Contest Sponsored by Martin Bram With Each Morning With each morni......Read the rest...

...YOU HAVE HEARD OF THE WRITER, BRAM STOKER, HE WROTE ABOUT KILLING, WAS NO JOKER. HE WOULD GO OUT EVERY NIGHT, FOR SOME FOOD AND A QUICK BITE. THEN TAKE SOMEONE HOME JUST, TO POKE HER. 10 10 7 ......Read the rest...

...A female gymnast in Romania Sweet girl's name is Nadia Went to a castle passed Brasov A legendary castle, not of Romanov Elegant and so cozy To stay is nonchalant and dozy Fictional character......Read the rest...

...I am going to admit right up front I am not a believer in this “New World Order” In my opinion, it is a conspiracy theory, Devised by those who are eager to confront, Of it, frankly, I am more......Read the rest...

...It’s Halloween and Winnie the Witch flies on her broomstick with O’Bramovitch mid-flight puss acquires a nasty twitch both his nostrils flare, he begins to itch his pitiful me-ow rise......Read the rest...

...Kate and Bram, so in love or so she thought, but he was after Kate’s rich cousin. Laura, was just as greedy for Bram’s striking good looks. Does lightning strike twice for Bram? Will he find happ......Read the rest...

...(An Addingham poem) ‘There! Where every curve injects another memory.’ Analytic beauty that nestled in verdant valley allows the mind to review, where archaic dry-stone walls enhance the ......Read the rest...

...“I am the monster that breathing men would kill. I am Dracula.” Bram Stoker The successive pounding of the hammer......Read the rest...

...Caedmon’s Face by Michael R. Burch At the monastery of Whitby, on a day when the sun sank through the sea, and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free, while the wind and Time blew all aro......Read the rest...

...Caedmon's Hymn by Michael R. Burch At the monastery of Whitby, on a day when the sun sank through the sea, and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilant, free, while the wind and time blew all aro......Read the rest...

...Morbid fascination (mine) as covid-19 pandemic... foments rampant monopoly on bedlam Wreaking ball (his stick) havoc (think ostensible civil war scale not seen since Vietnam), whereby microorga......Read the rest...

...At Cædmon’s Grave At Caedmon's Grave by Michael R. Burch “Cædmon’s Hymn,” composed at the Monastery of Whitby (a North Yorkshire fishing village), is one of the oldest known poems written in the......Read the rest...

...If you look at ol’ Bram Stoker, Irish writer of Dracula fame, it can be quite hard to believe that any remember his name. At first just a civil servant, then he managed a London stage, doing bo......Read the rest...

...Hail, high denizen of tree, not one improvident like me, safe within your arbor's ruts, there you keep your store of nuts. Autumnal bunting soon must end. and winter dearth is round the bend. W......Read the rest...