Bustard Poems - Poems about Bustard

...Hybronnet Poem, 14 lines, 10 syllables per line. ------------------------------------------------------- Brown, white, grey, black crown, across breast black band Colors saturated with calm grass......

Continue reading...

...I sit still in my cabin listening to the robins sing and the warm air from the sun creeps under the door and filters its residue on the floor. I was tempted to sin but a strange emotions sets in and ......

Continue reading...

...Sausage and custard and ice cream with mustard Chocolate coated Kentucky Fried Bustard Whipped cream with mushrooms or frogspawn on toast These are the foods that an ogre likes most Volcanic cr......

Continue reading...

...Egnehenots – of earth and stone Chief elder – most wise upon the Salisbury Plain an old man . . . loved deeply revered father of the land wakes before the sunrise speaks w......

Continue reading...

...The soul is dead in passing The spirit lost its belonging Running out of Ancestors peripherals Last breath of thee, a gasp Trees are throwing out branches Thinking of a single brain Diam......

Continue reading...

...A man, in the shadow of a child, walks, for the sake of phylogenesis. The Great Bustard, was on the brink of extinction. Somebody was not an achiever. Seeking, an inborn god in thighs, ......

Continue reading...

...TWO COUNTS Written by Wina Emmanuel Lavensin Manson lavender and frail subtle talks; Opium days Yes: odds of drowning birds and sea monsters. These eloquent sighs of breathless mummies: mystical Egy......

Continue reading...

...Erstime, ere bards nor Wondering Joyceters did glybb their gobs with glanjous tongue, Sir Slip The Most (a Figleafmoistner) was undangled…and his sling unslung. ‘Twas on the Ile de Deux Sans......

Continue reading...

...A dash from the door, and i felt my heart throbbing. Your occurrence definitely, meant the worst to happen. I never knew what i could have done, to experience your cruelty. When i only needed a papa,......

Continue reading...

...In your eyes - a fire I'm no your desire Your hands grope in the darkness It's not me, it's a nightmare! Who is she? It's a mystery. Where's she from? Ugly monster! I'll kill her. You bustard! You ......

Continue reading...

...That kind of kiss and runoff. Why don’t you concede to the fraud ? It was a haunted dilemma, kidnapping of a verdict. Dinosaurs were wiped out by a clean sweep of a meteorite long back, milli......

Continue reading...

...That kind of kiss and runoff. Why don’t you concede to the fraud ? It was a haunted dilemma, kidnapping of a verdict. Dinosaurs were wiped out by a clean sweep of a meteorite long back, milli......

Continue reading...