Brooks Poems - Poems about Brooks

...It's a Langston Hughes kind of day filled with dutiful hints of Robert frost within the sudden humor and vague eccentricity of Ernest hemmingway the quiet freedom of Nikki Giovanni with a c......Read the rest...

...South Park and Dragon tales. Twin peaks and Seinfeld. Family guy and The Daily Show. Ace of Base and Cheryl Crow. Friends and Will and Grace. Babylon 5 and spac......Read the rest...

...There is a story in the wind Of Mother Nature's son And her retribution For the mad path that he'd begun. Of all her creatures big and small, Just one caused her worry. His intrusion and arr......Read the rest...

...In whispers soft, the rustling leaves confide, Secrets shared upon the forest floor, Their gentle murmurs in the breeze abide, As tales of ages past are whispered more. Beside the brook,......Read the rest...

... It might begin with the sweet songs of birds when sunrise blooms its glow, seeming divine. We view the month to see those written words; “Spring now begins” confirms our curren......Read the rest...

... (Sonnet / Lipogram) No letter "A" Blooming buds dispersing sundry perfumes Mellifluous tunes of ebullient birds Butterflies come out of their cosy rooms Soft verdure on verges nibbled by he......Read the rest...

...No more coats and woolen mittens. It's a time of new beginnings, when a dormant world awakens from Winter's slumber. Thawing snow becomes dancing brooks, quenching the thirst of Mother Earth. ......Read the rest...

... After the misty snow, with the sun’s Aurelian caress, Men get out of their homes to feel the kiss of the early beams The air is now resonant with avian chatter. Jungles echo the joys of untr......Read the rest...

... “You never forget that someone special, who melted your heart like molten metal.”Quote- Poet’s own I hear your voice and tears rundown again Whe......Read the rest...

... I hear your voice and the tears fall again As babbling brooks flow and soft breezes blow When birds sing us their sweet morning refrain I hear your voice and the tears fall again. Wit......Read the rest...

...The spell of spring transpires in as rains of life begin to mend. Sunlit days and morning dew. Life awakens, a world renewed. Meadows vast with bumble bees and yellow blooms between the trees. ......Read the rest...

...Annus Horribilis until the birth of our Great Grandson, who brought love and joy to everyone. Riley Beau Brooks, Born 17th December, 2023......Read the rest...

...Christmas time has come and gone, T'was all we hoped t'would be. I sit here musing by the fire, As the wind blows through the eaves. I dream of lazy summer days, And fields of wild flowers; B......Read the rest...

...My Sunday Walk I walk to the park on a sunny day the air is fresh the sky is blue the earth is green I see the hills and valleys the clouds and rainbows the flowers and trees they are beau......Read the rest...

...Out from cascading Bright, white, running brooks cater, Clear turquoise water.......Read the rest...