Harrying Poems - Poems about Harrying

...The winged winds are whistling Reaching up t'wards highest reaches Opening doors and slamming them shut just as eagerly Lying in wait, to snap at the heels of antiquity The winds know the world b......

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...The steep steps go down the winding wash, along the plodded cobbles between the cottages with their smuggling hollows, their sleet rinsed eaves. Beyond the scarp the bay tumbles over shingl......

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...The steep steps go down the winding wash, along the plodded cobbles between the cottages with their smuggling hollows, their sleet rinsed eaves. Beyond the scarp the bay tumbles over s......

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...As I am walking into my destiny, With my tattered blue jean that I have conserved in the family archive. The giggle, cackle, chuckle can witness how I have been pestered by life. Even the silly c......

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...Too much, too much Too much, perhaps - The barren beauty of the steppes, The fire lacing through the skies Before the night draws down Her jewels ignite through her Eternal locks - As do the ......

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...This Regency Dandy flying across the river, Jumping Jack Flash of kingfisher blue that I was lucky t see, this dainty dandy of English......

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...A Vision. The track can only been seen from the air, and memories from times before mine. I saw children playing near a cottage and a woman sat knitting by the sunny wall. Water from the ......

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...I tried to fly God knows I tried To bring the cherry back For children in the nest. I told old Daedalus It was the weight of sorrow That kept me In the labyrinth dark Shivering before the mi......

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...Wounded barbarian none gainsay is brave, Enemies harrying him to his grave, Trench filled with valiant comrades, struck And split by the axes, or arrows that stuck. Orgies have slated and waste......

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