Brumley Poems - Poems about Brumley

...Castaway in the isles of obscurity I pen my diary in blood Encased within poetic bottles And cast them on the temporal winds Into the sea of humanity. It is an act of desperation That perchan......

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...If we were the things we loved, then... I would be the shine in puppies eyes Or a cuddled kitten's purr, I would be a great novel or poem Or, the smell of grandmother's house. I would be the......

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...I had a dream But I dreamt it on clay And it crumbled in the morning rain. I envisioned still other dreams Those reflected dimly on the surface of my desire But they always vanished with a tou......

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...Come hear me yarn of leprechauns A thieving little folk, That left me laying by me pond Asleep beneath me oak. They came about the midnight hour To lay me cupboard bare, And then they used th......

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...Dark clouds infuse the evening sky And blot the sun out by and by, Then comes a hush across the glen As mother earth prepares to cry. Now comes the cool and gusting winds That whisper through......

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...For Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Gump They rode their beasties thippity thump With snarling banshees close behind To save the royal Twiddle line! For Darken Gore the bastard prince Had brought to t......

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...The rain falls softly now against my shoulders The sound turns into laughter The laughter has a face It is the face of joy..... "Hurry up!" I called as she ran into my arms "You're soaking wet......

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...There is a sickness in my heart It began a long time ago With three evil spirits that came out of the sea From the land of the rising sun Quietly floating on three great canoes. The mother and......

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...When I look in my dog’s eyes My soul pales to compare, No sign of vice, or pride, or lies Or sin reside in there. If eyes are windows to the soul That show the heart inside, Then puppy eyes a......

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...While standing on the mountain top It's easy to look down, At those who climb and climb nonstop Who live in tiny towns. But I prefer the valley through That's cradled like a cup, Where mounta......

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...And so she wept for ages past The end it seemed had come at last Her kingdom slowly chipped away Her magic also fading fast. The nothingness had come to stay To herald there the end of days F......

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...Smoke rising from the ground Obscures the pools of blood Where soldiers uttering sounds Lie dying in the mud. Horses neighing, running scared In horror find no end Of battleground that's shared......

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...The hues of autumn mix and meld On trees where clusters of mistletoe dwell, Shades of amber, scarlet, and gold Call into mind some old stories Dad told. Tales of wizards, dragons, and lore Of ......

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...There's a crow and a butterfly That do a little dance, When I throw my shutters wide They flit around and prance. My bird feeder attracts the crow My bush the butterfly, But privacy it seems ......

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...Yes I know love, I know her well For I'm a hunter who excels Who knows his prey by sound and smell And signs that tell, and signs that tell. I've hunted love so long it seems I'd know her even......

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