Cobblestoned Poems - Poems about Cobblestoned

...A petite yet sinewy muscle, exuding charisma, A citadel of expression, tenacious in awe. Its tentacles sting with a vindictive jest, While cavernous blooms cradle the nectar’s quest. Cobblest......

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...It started with a blank canvas when I was twelve. I started seeing this vision and I knew it was not a dream for I always saw the vision when I was awake and about. It started blank, all white, ju......

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...They wend their way through Sunshine City Cobblestoned, sloped, and Old World pretty; And lined with colorful, homes in glad unity, Streets linked heart to heart, in deep affinity. Up one crook......

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...The day of reckoning A bird with an enormous wingspan darkened the sky it was a night of horror in the Middle East. A new country born in sin and filched land arose blood ran in ancient, narro......

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...THE RUIN an Old English poem about fate & destiny modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch well-hewn was this wall-stone, till Wyrdes wrecked it and the Colossus sagged in......

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...Gray mist mingles with tears sired in grief My cold skin streaked by the hushed warmth of sorrow Broken morning wooing my pain Withered leaves once the color of emeralds Prance over the cobblesto......

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...There's a castle in Duluth Made out of sugar cubes And the moat that flows out front Is filled with soda pop Fruit that grows on trees Is the finest in jelly beans In the nearby spring f......

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...A wildflower grows on the cobblestoned streets of this dingy town, Among the dirt and debris left behind by the seasons. A misplaced beauty working her way up among the cracks between the rocks of......

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...How far from nature and life it is the gray clouds, airplanes in them the night cooing and pigeons roosting Sirma's garden gone to roses and seed                         That airplane overhead!......

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...The dam broke in Quebec. My thoughts, my words, and my pen all moved. Moved like the thin layer of brackish water over the icy depths of le Fleave St. Laurent. Moved like the evening breez......

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...A littered path of dreams that lay broken. Humbled desires strewn over this road. These are the sorrows that need to be spoken. This is the bearing of love's grievous load. Eating your sweet lies ju......

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...It is cold tonight, the winds fingers have ice on their tips. They run down your cheek and arrest the colour, leaving them pale, pale as the stark moon that sulks the sky. I walk with the sound......

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...Trickling water streams, Flowing waves of soothing peace; Cobblestoned bottom.......

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...Take me back in time Open my timeless capsule of your soul Walk down my cobblestoned path decorated with all the memories that made our hearts warm Once again the starlights will enhance o......

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...At the flower market I found spice, holy water, cobblestoned obsidian dreams, but no flowers. The blustery Tuscany day showed me its underlying graffiti, incantations of poetica esoterica, ......

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