Foundries Poems - Poems about Foundries

...Honesty is our soul Our work is coking coal Midst coarse iron foundries And steel mill boundaries We live, love, and labor Sing, dance, and play tabor...! Though coal dust pollution, Finds l......Read the rest...

...Always unfold to reform, Constantly matter: fluctuate, fail, and change, Holy mills and enduring foundries, A release of epitomes is occurring. I disclose that it is either you or ......Read the rest...

...Fractals. Spawn of iterating quadratic functions. Choreographers of cosmic conjunctions. Impervious to human dysfunctions. Makers of multiverses. Encoders of creations. Limited only by......Read the rest...

...Be the crime that should be abets And I will be the accomplice Be the case that should be tried And I will be the jury to defend it Our love shall be the judge of the trial Love on this jur......Read the rest...

...Taken inside the bowels of bassoons, tropical heat from swelling bows. Sweat labors the brow, full with carnal dissonance. The throat is lunged by a beast veiled in foliage. Spewed in......Read the rest...

...Shadow Sprite in rebellion. Could you not just be a mystery? Do you have to also pour salt in the solution? Vinegar and gaul you have, just for the occasion. Y......Read the rest...

...skinny island rump highway seas churning the horizon under turbulent skies entity England migration waves still grounding along the continental shelf monarchs, priests and lords relaun......Read the rest...

...TRAM BELL Steep streets everywhere you played, Where your football would roll away forever; And sawdust spilt out of the butcher’s onto the steep sidewalk Among the feet of the tram queu......Read the rest...

...A land where chilly hills wallow over their boundaries, Creating an essence of warmth and amity. A land with toothsome pies and and leaf encrusted foundries. Resembling the image of a foreign fi......Read the rest...

...Of the first five Presidents of the USA, four were Virginians. What does that say? It says that the South, superb, serene, bestrode the land, a virgin queen. When the gauge of a nation's fina......Read the rest...

...TWO ENGLANDS Sinewy towns and men with tight muscles And cloth cap against grey rainy skies Houses, trees, open spaces......Read the rest...

...And the trees laiden down their dappled hands or bows of earth bound angelic foundries where leaves in all their spaning handliness cast their stained glass impressions of their souls and dance ......Read the rest...