Draughts Poems - Poems about Draughts

...I can’t remember when I last shivered. Must be just over five decades ago when we lived in a house with one coal fire. Draughts galore came from each window and door. Our cold house on top of a w......Read the rest...

...What lies beneath the nuptial necropolis? Sun-glints of memory, warm rays of kinder days, tranquil as the soil-sleepers before they broke the coffin confines and howled free. What lies beneath ......Read the rest...

...I have seen love grow from a chance encounter long ago I have tasted ......Read the rest...

...Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. George MacDonald _____________________________......Read the rest...

...To my Sun, l've become silent to the screeching screams from sirens, hiding beneath sapphire seas. I'm floating like tepid ripples in wandering waves, serenading in songs from my maternal ......Read the rest...

...Extreme temperatures Melting of glaciers Rising sea level Wildfires Forests' obliteration Draughts Drying up of lakes and rivers Desertification Hurricanes Storms Floodings, and Landslid......Read the rest...

...Five stones    school caps pooh sticks   film flicks short back            and sides mangles oil cloth    braces   plimsole dripping            and toast satchels   school milk cut......Read the rest...

.... Big Bubbles They arise fast though They wobble as they up grow Pumped up n brimming with Life They are heavy, they’re glistening The way they expand as they f......Read the rest...

...Superstition! that horrid incubus which dwelt in darkness, shunning the light, with all its racks, and poison chalices, and foul sleeping draughts, is passing away without return. Reli......Read the rest...

...* It’s been three years, Dad, and it hurts like yesterday … I don’t know why I was the one to walk you home, but it will forever be my bittersweet blessing, and an honor I didn’t deserve. I miss you ......Read the rest...

...Those folk in the village not yet in the land of nod May have heard down the lane a steady plod plod plod As Finnegan’s horse ambled towards the village green For a very secret meeting with an age......Read the rest...

...fall serenade serenade of fall nor'easters and southerlies ~ bittersweet in bloom leaves sing with the winds arias of rising gales ~ pumpkins harmonize bare branches in tune thru......Read the rest...

...Ford's Theater, April 15th, 1865... Petersen House, Washington, D.C. I admit to own a passion for the Civil War in general, and the life and death of the sixteenth president in particular bet......Read the rest...

...Wind Song Winter winds whoosh over the wilderness In wild waltzes that warn of wanton storms. On zephyr’s wings spring floats through soft breezes Soft touch on tender petals Feels like silk......Read the rest...

...Neither family nor scant friends twill mourn severance outlook linkedin inextricably forlorn accursed psychological agony since I got born incessantly pilloried courtesy bullies hood scorn, yours......Read the rest...