Fortnight Poems - Poems about Fortnight

...Whilst grazing quietly in the paddock Greg the ram contemplated havoc It had been an exciting fortnight since He’d made his despairing owners wince Bored out of his skull by life on the farm ......Read the rest...

...It was a dull, drizzling morning, the morning the Jehovah's Witnesses called on me, and I had been in my new flat for less than a fortnight. This particular morning I had decided it might be fun ......Read the rest...

... Such deep, impassioned, love startles our mortal ways. Could we possibly have that same eternal love? Flowing in our souls and blood, and being bli......Read the rest...

...You have to be careful with magic her mother told Mixy Mix. How careful could she be? She was a child, two days past six. Mixy was enthusiastic about her fabulific magic spells for sure. They were......Read the rest...

... When the seaside sepulchre of a kingdom, without its queen, is smeared with screams of lighting, I wish to crackle these slivers of silver shakle, and devour that consoling ......Read the rest...

...I lie - what wife mine’d been saying (our solidarity betraying) Was in fact much more dismaying: “Why have you not come before? From our lives you’ve been absented – with your coming, I’m contented......Read the rest...

... I'll never forget the date, the nineteenth of November It's etched firmly in my mind, and I'll always remember It was the day that I had my spinal decompression surgery And hopefully it wou......Read the rest...

...Sailing Home Riding night from star to star, Point to point, near and far, Fortnight journey end this day, Navigate gyrate, earthly way. Harbor bring me refuge from flight, Blinking wi......Read the rest...

...Erin was our young cleaning lady Came in to clean our abode Welcomed dear Erin in every fortnight For her regular cleaning episode Sweet Erin confessed her love for me More love than......Read the rest...

...Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania circa early 1970'S (just in time for end of summer reading... recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence) intended food for thought indulgence. A boys' life ab......Read the rest...

...I spend most time within this grave Unmarked and deathly silent I met my end remaining brave Which made it no less violent Pressed to death for 3 long days Only asking for more weight Not thi......Read the rest...

...(a story in trochaic tetrameter) Even a Prince must bend his knee to the lass who has won his heart. “Please be my bride, stay by my side forever - tell me we shall wed.” “My love a......Read the rest...

...I love my gardener Not with passion or desire The way he tends my garden It is what sets my heart on fire My soul takes wings, As this young man tends the flowers What takes him minutes It w......Read the rest...

...The Rabbit Hole Sometimes... a rabbit hole Is just a rabbit hole... With nothing much to see. No treasure trove to fondle... No Earthly mystery. Fear not my weary traveler... Be veracious ......Read the rest...

...Olena Rudenko met Pavlo Lavinski whilst at Kyiv University Pavlo told all his friends that she's definitely the girl for me They got on well then fell in love and had planned to wed But like ......Read the rest...