Brooklet Poems - Poems about Brooklet

...Weather is frightful where did summer go? River of rain the gutters are immersed Road underwater, brooklet does flow Think we suffer from dire wet-weather curse. Heavy drops of rain pou......Read the rest...

...A robin red am I and free to roam because I relish flirting with the breeze. So gleefully I glide among the trees until I’ve had my fill and head back home. A bumble bee am I and free to roam ......Read the rest...

...One spring day meandering in a meadow, I saw a butterfly whose beauty matched that of May's azure sky. With blue silken wings like that of a fairy, she flitted here and there - aimlessly as butt......Read the rest...

...When my identical twin sister and I were about nine, there was a little brooklet in our backyard. It started out kind of like a tiny stream of water in a marshy bit of grass way back down by the al......Read the rest...

...I stand in constant grace donned in my virescent cape where yon brooklet I face which flows through verdant landscape. Young sweethearts seek my shade. So happy ere they leave, sw......Read the rest...

...Shores off the bank bathe in beauty, sands sweep through my toes with delight- Continuous streams of current free me from the pain life offers. Th......Read the rest...

...The Feather of Love: I aired a stray feather to see it flying; I gazed it flowing in the wind; I loved its whitish tone; I loved the natural print upon. I don’t know how it managed to come back,......Read the rest...

...There was peace within the valley, And within the little church-- The white one with the steeple Standing by the row of Birch. And the people, few in number Lord, they sure knew how to sing-- There ......Read the rest...

...Close to nature Away from the screens. In a farm, He was wandering Around greenery and water. Take ideas and concerns and suspicions Away from this scene Then The beauty of nature Dwe......Read the rest...

...Two edges of the river To give the life to Brooklet Never shore shrinks to meet Have learnt to imbibe pleasure Staying being other end In summer drying with parching sun Abode of grass bush......Read the rest...

...clear trickling brooklet soft sounds wafting on the breeze – gallinule glides Ó November 26, 2011 Dane Smith-Johnsen......Read the rest...

...Upon the velvet hillside and in the breeze that swirled, I gazed down on the valley and lavender unfurled. I felt you deep inside me, you stirred me with sweet song along my spine a trickle l......Read the rest...