Brume Poems - Poems about Brume

... dear … moonlight keeper of the wan, wondrous, midnight mists might I beg of you a kindness? I know you hide there, safe from the needling stars in a shroud of black brume but could you wi......

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...{"Hands reach out to my entire entity as in response I thrash against my restraints, the ambiance I sucked in suffocated my lungs, and the smoky brume in the enclosure made me convulse rearwards and ......

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... an eagle … snake clutched in talons flew across the sun and cast its shadow beachward like a dark arrow … loosened I watched it soar and disappear into the fingery brume of the high fells ......

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...Like an old cat stretching her limbs in the sunlight Warmth seeping through knots in her gnarled hands and sShe sits on a paisley chair in front of the East window welling in her stiff knees Pre......

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...This was last Christmas - 39 days ago - doesn’t that seem like ancient history? We were in Lisa’s (parent’s) 50th floor flat, in Manhattan. It was mid-morning, we’d done the present thing, and it......

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... bam … the thought explodes - a tritium fusion reaction of epiphany engulfing my every concern knocking me on my bloated ego … I have swum your gaze a hundred hundred times and more … I ha......

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... I blundered … through the dark forest - I knew where I was headed though I’d lost the trail many hours hence but darkness had now fallen and my face and arms were etched red from my many st......

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...He puffs in the nightly brume His noctambulous proclivity He calls it, a force of habit Something automatic Tonight is especially morbid Atrabilious even As he hunches gaunt Over her headstone......

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...Snipe and Curlew are skating on the mist they sing of the water that sky-water which sways to their songs. Flat is this land with no coastal margins, here I am the peak of a mountain my coated......

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...I stand … my toes wriggling in cold sand (pigs in winter mud) sun has set bloody and shimmering like abalone the sea stretching from me to the reach shadowy and forlorn but the horizon, st......

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...Contest: Trilonette Contest Sponsor: Joseph May 6-21-23 #1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ River of Clouds Lazy mists dawdle through valleys, Wending in a river of clouds, ......

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...we tremble … or we don’t night wears a net of stars or a brume canopy but in beamy blue or ink it is only the mystery we fear the dim trepidation but a mask. we are all bound - from first ......

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...Lowing fog horns shake scales from rooftops. We see the seawall drowning, the surging waves rising unfolding spume and brume into mountains. From the pub on the harbor front, we can hear the......

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...the mist ... was thick and blue like some demon brume let loose from the bowels of death, itself it swept along the edge of the darkened forest licking the evergreens with its cyanotic tong......

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...Watcher ... he wandered the upper moorland mists - the highest fells of Scottish countryside - wrapped in robes of wan, wispy light … aglow like the full of the moon, and aback a white Arabia......

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