Brows Poems - Poems about Brows

... by c. geeplay As long as the shadows of the sun are on our brows and the savannahs are green with wheat, and our harvests are plentiful from the fields,......Read the rest...

...The rhythmic motion Of an electric wind blows drying my wet brows.......Read the rest...

...I had an offer to play a game of scrabble online There was no chatting in the room to give me a sign about whom my worthy opponent could possibly be but we were well matched by the score, I could ......Read the rest...

...Unseasonal Leaves shuffle on their stems fall onto ones which fell before not yet a storm of Autumn tints those will blaze in a month these are an early shedding host that leave before the......Read the rest...

...Weaving Work I In contemplation I remember this often Such a strange dream. ......Read the rest...

...O Maya, 'Tis important to return from your invisible journey for I, right now, like a corpse dangling on the ground, wish to die in spring, beneath the cherry blossoms, while the springtime Moon is f......Read the rest...

... Written: February 15, 2024 ______________________________________ I ultimately rule over these stunning valleys, Elm trees with mossy brows line the alleys. Where distant......Read the rest...

... “Let my heart be still a moment and let this mystery explore” Edgar Allen Poe. Flutter dear heart Let this mystery start Of ......Read the rest...

...Isis staind 27+ years... of scorpion stinging poison us marriage, whereby the missus and I, nevertheless experienced genesis as mama and papa respectively. (jest kibitizing) thus explain......Read the rest...

...Jack Frost nibbled at my fingers And he froze my toes He put rouge on both of my cheeks And blusher on my nose He spread ice crystals through my hair And on my eye brows too He froze my moustac......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Me name is Punxsutawney Phil I was forced to leave my burrow and end my nice long sleep. I have the chance to make brows furrow; that’s a promise me shall keep. ......Read the rest...

...Upon their granite, sculpted brows, A chiffon ballet swirls and bows. Cloud-scarves drape, light as a sigh, Where mountains, aged and stoic, lie. Feathers of heaven, soft and white, Escape the......Read the rest...

...Put on something exotic and meet me at Piccadilly Square, put on something unique and feel the sentiment that I share, the sun is just coming up and the early morning traffic is on the rush, here I a......Read the rest...

...Neigh say being corralled & cult shod "Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis" translation = thus always I bring death to tyrants.” Above the fray of twittering, squabbling, and madding crowd......Read the rest...

.... ya know i stared looooong i wanted to find the "i" in poetry for my long iz great to amuse ......Read the rest...