Coverlet Poems - Poems about Coverlet

...With eagerness I make my way to my favorite place Where gratitude floats freely above every head Where happiness is the coverlet that embraces each bed Where laughter is contagious and strikes the......

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...stars hide - muffled, in a blizzard of flurries - the screams of owls echo through a once silent wood. wet snow settles - frozen tears on the skeletal arms where oaks and maples shiver and b......

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...Where we sleep there might be quilts Or comforters or spreads Or blankets made in varied styles To warm us in our beds. Some might prefer a cashmere throw Or one hand-knit in wool, While othe......

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...Curtains flutter over the nursery sill, Waiting for their mother to find The coverlet tossed aside, hanging still, Patiently expecting mother to right the spill, The beds, empty, the windows, t......

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...Oh, gentle keeper, lay me 'neath the earth's embrace, Where willow branches whisper tales of grace, Across the meadows, where daisies gently nod, To my roots, to my home, to the arms of God. In......

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...It snowed last night I awoke listening to the cold whisperings of windblown flakes. Peeking through the closed drapes I can see that the snowfall fell just enough to cover the base of the conc......

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...THE FUTURE DOES NOT WAIT The future does not wait For you, me, or anyone It has its private agenda And no help to render However bright the sun For a few, it is just fate The present remai......

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...A dwindling light threads the dimming woods into mist-coated shadows. A stretch of gray-sheened water reflects the phantom forms of homing wings, skimming birds that must seek now ......

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...The gold-clad and dying spiral onto a woodland coverlet. Above, a rust tinged canopy trembles on a warm breeze.......

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...Fields of Crimson Poppies David J Walker Tonight I sleep in fields Of crimson poppies Sunset has Come and gone And I alone Await dawn With brothers ......

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...depression in the other pillow is deep your head is a hot air balloon i wish you’d be there when my hamster dies my heart is locked up, whirring photo paper scrunched by anguish your eye ......

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...Sad the dark of night has fallen once again, Rapturing the light of another splendid day Wherein I have many noisome dragons slain. Reintroducing me to a night of nagging pain Benea......

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...Winter's white coverlet has finally melted away from over my garden's sleeping botanical beds. Babes from crocus bulbs peek above the ground on this sun filled morn, warmly greeted by golden rays......

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... Paulette was a happy brunette who now is forlorn and upset for something, she cannot forget. She backed up- ran over her pet while driving her brand new Corvette and killed her d......

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...Shadows of the morning slip silently Across the coverlet over my bed Some think the wispy image heavenly I think of covering my sleepy head Will fondly sleep another hour instead Sin......

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