Bronze Poems - Poems about Bronze

...BROWNED BEAUTIFUL BRONZE BROWN NATURAL WOMAN- Soften tone medi -um brown ever so her eyes Smiled all natural Skin fresh breast symmetric like- -N grapefruits moisten lips spea......Read More

...My ears had shrivelled A soothing voice I’ve only felt In dreams of mine before this yet Before the night I’ve always kept Fell upon me “Have you forgotten how we spoke before? Have you forgo......Read More

... In her absence, her reflection is my poetry. Quill could ink a million verses about her perfection. Her heart's a gem not found in any rare jewellery. Legacy of my ink will embed her......Read More

...I would stay for hours, Waiting for a nice bee to land, On the small purple flowers of a fuchsia, or heather, I would wait for hours, As if the future of the planet depended on it, I would stay ......Read More

... I Ten laps around my town’s small park had become routine, and by habit I entered it by way of the new war memorial. Yet I never stopped to read a single brass lettered name raised on ......Read More

... Multitudinous bells secern the tones as may resound sharp bamboo xylophones. Pulchritudinous bells have rhythmic ding, others that linger with tedious ring. Some little bells can echo a jin......Read More

... I used to have a smile when I was a youth wider than the cloud I used to shine with my mouth brilliantly now an adulthood my latter years through neglect in my speech the negativity fil......Read More

... In my past existence, circumstance sowed my roots deep into woods of foreign soil, slowly I ascended spreading my wings, yearning to be evergreen, blossoming in summer with glossy verdant le......Read More

...Every season a time for bells handbells in the choir Christmas bells on tree doorbells Taco Bell everyone their own style and sound hanging bells mixed with mistletoe cow bells across ......Read More

...Her morning stretches, are a feast for my eyes, Like a golden sun in orange marmalade skies. Brown sugar color, she is a delicious delight, My bronze goddess, in the pale morning light. She ......Read More

...A mighty monarch had a dream, the kind that makes men stir and scream. In mid-earth grew a large, strong tree, It was so tall that all could see. A holy one gave the decree, to cut down and d......Read More

... "The Book of Changes" Thoughts arrived before words, 1000s of years before the crossing of curves always seen to be swimming upstream against the current thou......Read More

...Cold morning mists drifting across the ground Where in the dark damp soil fungi abound And taint the air with musty fungal smell That signals soon will come the winter’s hell. Much plant life is......Read More

... The fleet of silver fringed cloud floats away across ashen sea of end-summer sky. The beguiled birds bathe in the blue of bay, as fall arrives with hued pace on the sly. The mea......Read More

...A cold mist drifts across the ground, Bringing a musty smell From damp mulch where decay is found And few plants scarce can dwell. Now through bold boughs autumn winds blow ......Read More