Brontide Poems - Poems about Brontide

...Have you woken up by a river? One within the forbidden woods. A tent, for two. Sleeping bags. The stream, rushing over golden sand. I could hear the trees breathing, The psithurism, the birds. ......

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...That was then this is now What an irony that was then this is now Our silences never felt scarcity of words And now we search our lost silence In our heated conversations With love we placed o......

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... “Éagmais croí a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla. Faoi dhíon taobh istigh de na blianta seo. Fanacht i bhfianaise, a dhíscaoileadh ar gach eagla. Ós rud é go ndearnadh tú a chaitheamh.......

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...Softly sweet Spring breezes blow on Sunday, And I am lost in wonder thought – finches’, Chickadees’ and robins’ music stitches Through my dozing surprising Beatles’ play. From out the West, great......

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...Matriarch of the Serengeti With Brontide rumbling she guides the family puffing dust onto dry cracked skin Gracefully she carries herself, swaying to the music of dancing plain grasses petr......

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...Every afternoon she picks up her pen then and only then dose her emotions bend, they bend to connect with her pen her emotions descend to her pen, her honesty and truth her beauty and vibrant youth s......

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