Briery Poems - Poems about Briery

...I sit alone on cold winter nights, thinking of how my life became dreary Is it something that I had just realised? or is it just another theory? Am I content with what I have in life? And is li......

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...Hedgehog, O hedgehog dear spiny, meek and mousy poppet. In England where the tickly grass grows greener we galumph in our rubber boots up to your little Hobbit nests beneath the thorny bushes......

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...Except for the snow, it’s a monochromatic scene The pond is frozen to a reflecting mirror finish, In the fields there is not a speck of green to behold Overall, the countryside is blea......

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...Walking the journey, we must be careful not to trip Over the fallen dead wood strewn along our path, Careful to step high, look high, relishing adventure Journey is taking up every rew......

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...The dark red berries of a single tree in Autumn burst within the enchanting leaves of gold., like the fronds of a rose at Dusk, meek and sleepy, in the ebb of a sun- set.The soft......

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...Claws step over ear bones, tap on the tin roof. The cabin creaks like an ark. All day winding along a Kentucky ridge line, to lodge a night in a bow-beamed shack. I fry bacon and bread on......

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...For twenty years, Tears in-between, Rain and rust And gray-beard dust. A flooded flagon, Empty-dry. Laid aside. A spook to his wolf, savior to the squirrels. A languid man snores While r......

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...Once whence the wind was roaring, Atop the highest mount where the rain was pouring, There stood in cloak a peculiar presence, Of man whose nature is wood in essence. Bellowing blows of gust b......

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...Momma says I've got a poet's heartache that I dally among the gardens of malady where briery thorns nip at their own flimsy petals and all the virile plants want to heal me, but I'm saving mys......

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