Dreich Poems - Poems about Dreich

...WAITING FOR DEATH Daily I strolled, past this old man's house And there he sat, from dawn to dusk His mien, tenebrific uncompromisingly Hunched in his chair, dried to the bone Cold and crabby,......

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...Sheaths of grass dry, dance in the arid field brown In pursuit of green dreams, meander lives around Counting its days, a wild plant wilts on ground Obscured by sudden nimbus clou......

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...Autumn’s but a memory as of late; an early morning shiver fills the air; the late summer blooms have all met their fate, and birds have headed south to weather fair. The country side is colored......

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...The wind is moaning, mist forlorn and low. The hills are softly sketched in shades of monochrome. The village blinks awake from Sabbath slumber. A bleating lamb is huddled at the field's edge,......

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...GUTS and GAIN When only hymns of old memoirs and faith starred, as I lift my eyes, black! Blue is the sun and moon, will shadows be my frown and sins my ground? (Gone are the......

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...The heather, the smell Of the earth, dreich is all else And still never was.......

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