Doylestown Poems - Poems about Doylestown

Doylestown Walk

DOYLESTOWN WALK
She walks amid the dreams of brick and stone
dreamed yesterday, then made for time to share,
the spirit of the past, she walks alone
but she will touch your hand if you are there.

Past cobbler's dens, and printer's alleyway,
down by the tannery, the five and dime,
and bakers who arose before the day,
she's known them all through

Doylestown Spring Rain

DOYLESTOWN SPRING RAIN
I watch the sky begin to fill
with clouds that roll and pitch until
all Heaven seems so black and bleak
then lightning makes a sudden streak
and blows the southwind at its will.

The air so fresh it brings a high
as I breath in the falling sky
and darkened all of space now seems
engulfed in thundering that screams
and

Doylestown Sunset

DOYLESTOWN SUNSET
Into a land that few have ever seen,
I found myself, before a starry night,
where flowers bloomed, and trees were evergreen,
and summer rains were warm and filled with light.

The drops would sparkle in the evening sun,
and kiss the petals, just as lovers do,
down moistened leaves and slender stems they'd run,
to meet the earth, and bring

Doylestown Summer Rain

DOYLESTOWN SUMMER RAIN
To watch the sky begin to fill,
with clouds that roll and pitch until,
all Heaven seems so black and bleak,
then lightning makes a sudden streak,
and blows the southwind to its will.

The air so fresh it brings a high,
as we breath in the falling sky,
and darkened, all of space now seems,
engulfed in thundering that screams,
and

Doylestown Spring Morning

DOYLESTOWN SPRING MORNING
Consider this, as buds break out on trees
not yet a leaf, the sight that no one sees
as walking through the borough mesmerized
past ancient mansions seen, not realized ;

through early morning air, our sence of smell
arouses to a bagels morning bell,
it tells us to awake this is a day
we gain another try to make

Doylestown Forest Nymph

DOYLESTOWN FOREST NYMPH
Deep in the forest, where the world is mine,
and lost to everyone I've ever known,
so dark in day where sunlight doesn't shine
except in silver streams all mine alone,

she came in gentle, warm and summer rain,
out of a misty light, with searching eyes,
and all to soon she found my joy and pain
before I had

Doylestown Pennsylvania Your Morning Bagel

YOUR MORNING BAGEL Doylestown PA
Consider this, as buds break out on trees
not yet a leaf, the sight that no one sees
as walking through the borough mesmerized
past ancient mansions seen, not realized.

Through early morning air, our sence of smell
arouses to a bagels morning bell;
it tells us to awake, this is a day
we gain another try to

Your Morning Bagel Doylestown Pa

YOUR MORNING BAGEL Doylestown PA
Consider this, as buds break out on trees
not yet a leaf, the sight that no one sees
as walking through the borough mesmerized
past ancient mansions seen, not realized.

Through early morning air, our sence of smell
arouses to a bagels morning bell;
it tells us to awake, this is a day
we gain another try to

Spring Rain In Doylestown Pa

DOYLESTOWN SPRING RAIN
I watch the sky begin to fill,
with clouds that roll and pitch until,
all Heaven seems so black and bleak,
then lightning makes a sudden streak,
and blows the southwind to its will.

The air so fresh it brings a high,
as I breath in the falling sky,
and darkened, all of space now seems,
engulfed in thundering that screams,
and

Doylestown Walk

DOYLESTOWN WALK
She walks amid our dream of brick and stone
dreamt yesterday, then made for time to share,
the spirit of our past, she walks alone,
but she will touch your hand if you are there.

Past cobbler's dens, and Printers Alleyway,
down by The Tannery, the five and dime,
and bakers who arose before the day,
she's known them all, through

Doylestown Squirrel Love Song

DOYLESTOWN SQUIRREL LOVE SONG
When Bushy Tail met Flashing Eyes
up on poplar limb
he fell in love with her at once
the only love for him!
And so he asked a friend of her
who told poor Bushy Tail
that Flashing Eyes would wed the Prince
it made his poor heart fail!
But Bushy saw deep in her eyes
one summer morning bright
there was

Watching a Summer Storm In Doylestown

WATCHING A SUMMER STORM IN DOYLESTOWN
I was laid to rest, 
my death keeps getting better.
If you find me here, you know, I'm yours to keep.
I could try to say 
I love you in this letter,
or pretending you are here, sing you to sleep.

If the world was mine,
I find it quite amusing,
I would give it all

Early Spring Rain In Doylestown

EARLY SPRING RAIN
To watch the sky begin to fill
with clouds that roll and pitch until
all Heaven seems so black and bleak
then lightning makes a sudden streak
and blows the southwind at its will.

The air so fresh it brings a high
as I breath in the falling sky
and darkened all of space now seems
engulfed in thundering that screams
and

Doylestown Squirrel Love Song

DOYLESTOWN SQUIRREL LOVE SONG
When Bushy Tail met Flashing Eyes
up on poplar limb
he fell in love with her at once
the only love for him!
And so he asked a friend of her
who told poor Bushy Tail
that Flashing Eyes would wed the Prince
it made his poor heart fail!
But Bushy saw deep in her eyes
one summer morning bright
there was

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