Buttery Poems - Poems about Buttery

... Sounds, bathed in memories, Glistening, shimmering, sparkly sounds On rivers of gentle, feeling left out By August sun, blazing tangerine, bursting Buttery wonder through the ref......Read the rest...

... In the cool of an autumn morning my father and his friend, Jimmy Kerin, would go mushroom picking in paddocks way out past the last suburban fence. I would tag along not to pick but feel th......Read the rest...

...Maybe it was that last biscuit layered with butter and jam or could it have been those sodas only around nine cans Never just one bucket of extra crispy southern fried chicken could make you feel ......Read the rest...

...Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart; I breathe at this hour the fragrance of the lilacs, the violets, and the roses, as at twenty years ago. - Victor Hugo when lilacs blossom, ......Read the rest...

...Ephesians 2:8 (KJV) “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:” ~~~~~~~~~~~~ It’s grace… that leaves footprints in the skies, more......Read the rest...

... Surrounding my dreams, softly flowing waters Soothing as the hope that bleeds Liquid gentle, lulling my life to silence, in peace, Shadows colored in music, like waves, Graceful, reflecting......Read the rest...

...“Yellow is the color closest to light. In its utmost purity it always implies the nature of brightness and has a cheerful, serene, gently stimulating character. Hence, experience teaches us that y......Read the rest...

... She aches to feel accepted, By the ones who bleed doubts, fears, anxieties Friends of distrust and uncertainty, Friends, who don’t see her the way she is. They can see through her smile, Into t......Read the rest...

...Standing brown barefoot In the summer springlike rain Feeling the coolness slide down my skin Like a bird bath for my soul Refreshing me inside and out Each raindrop anoints My every joint wit......Read the rest...

... In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil, snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae ......Read the rest...

...Sheriff Koplin has ridden East to gather a few other folks who decided to leave the city and head West, hoping to settle in Milton Creek. I'm sure whoever they are will be good people and will be mad......Read the rest...

... There is a music that weeps comfort, Through the distance, in quiet moments, Healing and blessing, reminding that His gentle grace Will flow from the heavens, embracing, Surrounding hearts wi......Read the rest...

...I was an illustrious, nuclear physicist, and I was studying the strong force, Holding together building blocks of all atoms, as stars hold to their course. That force joins roaming quarks, which ......Read the rest...

...at the heart, where love rises, like a heavy sun, blending joy into the dawn, wiping away the darkness, sending a sweetness, beautiful as the peaceful colors, vibrant hues of soft gold, butte......Read the rest...

...I am not yet tall-table high. Mum turns up the blue flames, lowers the thick sausages, dripping crackles, the iron skillet is licked fat. The meat finds its voice, a splutter of buttery smaze......Read the rest...