Fells Poems - Poems about Fells

...songs of silence our mind misspells animal instincts soul’s light quells but to grow in love and wisdom grace alone tree of ego fells......

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...'Write Thirteen Beautiful Lines' Poetry Contest: Sponsored by Constance La France (April/May 2025). Where hills are alive with imagination carried by clouds toward their destination Lakelan......

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...Night fells suddenly sending rays of hope in the sky as anxious hearts make music with their flute and the violin with its tender strings bring back memories of my youth. It is the part of me that ......

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...Channelling a King (A regal voice whispers) Oh Here She Comes Oh Here She Comes Oh Blessed Be Oh Blessed be Tonight the Goddess of Fertility and Motherhood Appears on her white ......

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...Edna Morris lived in the town of Shadow Fells, in rich green, hilly country, With doting parents and sister Violet, plucking fruit from their plum tree. Pretty Edna was twelve years old, ......

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...The witch sees green. She sets sail from door to door. Her wake fells trees. “What the highest bidder forgot to consider” was the black and blue broom in her grasp. —Poet (sponsor words i......

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... an eagle … snake clutched in talons flew across the sun and cast its shadow beachward like a dark arrow … loosened I watched it soar and disappear into the fingery brume of the high fells ......

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...One day a little puppy Arrived at my door Playfully jumping around He slipped on the floor Dark brown eyes scanning above Curious about all kinds of smells When I tried to pick up On my ar......

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... "There is nothing in the desert ... and no man needs nothing." - TE Lawrence ~ providence … vast-upon-vast ... Deucalion, gifter of cities, met do you not now see your charge? ......

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...In my New York suburb, I’m mildly fond Of Helvellyn Road, and Gracemere pond But the original Helvellyn called... Ravenglass too, even the name enthralled. Of Lake poets, I eagerly read And I ......

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...In forests deep, where emerald giants rise, The trees stand tall, their branches reaching high, A symphony of green beneath the skies, Their silent whispers echo through the sky. Like sentinels......

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... Ella peripherals the scene, instantly onboard. (A ship of fool.) An onlooker, a poor dead-wood, looks, to be particle_lurely bored. Then another quip came to her a......

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... * This has become a fave genre for me, as I’ve always been fascinated by metamorphosis and introspection of a shadowy nature … I hope you enjoy it. * ~ ruin of me … what was......

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...The frustration rises, like bile To fill my chest I feel a knot in my stomach A pit of vipers writhing. The eyes are watching my every move As I feel I can’t do right For doing wrong. I ca......

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...This blind pianist can see or not see, His plan was to collect cash and flee, His hands can play piano on a free, He could sense the encircling tree. Pianist meets a girl through an accident, ......

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