Forded Poems - Poems about Forded

...Written: September 1st, 2023 Star-Crossed Lovers Poetry Contest -- Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori __________________________________________________......Read the rest...

...Timeless Auspicious occasions times thrice too many for a star to pivot and ~~bunker involving breathless nebulous palls chances forded o'er aroused ~~slumber ......Read the rest...

...We walked through fields of flaxen wheat Crossed country lanes and ancient stiles, We forded streams in joyous mood It seemed we walked for miles and miles. Way afar church bells rang out Call......Read the rest...

...I walked the countryside for miles I forded streams, I straddled stiles, Taking joy from every tree Lost in nature's reverie. A woodpecker's staccato beat Put rhythm in my weary feet, In the ......Read the rest...

...Forded laughter, empty of mirth. A pretense of amusement, empty of worth. Jail house laughter, hard and brittle. Louder than normal, but means so little. Laughing just to keep from crying, t......Read the rest...

...Grass isn't always greener on the other side born from poverty Spanish-speaking English living Nuyorican lots of siblings government living Brooklyn streets roaches in the cabinets rats roaming to......Read the rest...

...Ugly are you with tearful eyes The tears that never forded my cheeks As did yesterday,too stubborn to stop Perhaps the second it is that my eyes Like a morning rose in a dewy garden Got a burial unde......Read the rest...

...Ugly are you with tearful eyes The tears that never forded my cheeks As did yesterday,too stubborn to stop Perhaps the second it is that my eyes Like a morning rose in a dewy garden Got a burial unde......Read the rest...

...Ugly are you with tearful eyes The tears that never forded my cheeks As did yesterday,too stubborn to stop Perhaps the second it is that my eyes Like a morning rose in a dewy garden Got a burial unde......Read the rest...

...Through forded streams, nostalgia seems, to be a sense of Nordic Dreams The pathways to yesterdays, appear to retreat to ample schemes. Broken nails and nightingales lighten up your brooks and stre......Read the rest...

...now not anymore the Island that isn’t a loneliness but Choice without being There we were sitting and The Sea was coming and We (me and you) – a gorgeous staple, Hooked, were creating and w......Read the rest...

...Scented Nightingale sets sail Foraging through every, well-forded dale Primped, preened emasculated shell Black crown renovated for sale From seductive perch casts alluring spell Easy catch your......Read the rest...

...Soft-scented rose in well-forded dale Your taut stem worn and stale When sprinkled, buds barely swell Wavering petals your waning sail Your contantly, preened leaves have lost detail Filed tho......Read the rest...

...Warn path through time Covered with nettles and thyme Sprinkled with relics sublime Sated with memories from my prime Bridges crossed, harbored mined Valleys forged, mountains climbed Rivers fo......Read the rest...

...JUST LET ME BE Never, never, never, never quit, Mr. Churchill's the one who said it. Of course, he had to stop, Because now he's dead, But he never did quit, Time just ran out instead. And......Read the rest...