Hawthorns Poems - Poems about Hawthorns

...I come home to great works of literature submerged in water Knee deep Dizzee Rascal at the Bull Ring The question is posed to my landlady Why Jesus? The books we've lost, included a variety of s......Read the rest...

...Sanguine lies topple the true being errant calls beckon you Tears in your eyes seek fortune in the east under cloudy skies where hawthorns roam There's a winding scope of reasons song on a m......Read the rest...

...Flowers affirm my constant love for you. Sweetheart, prepare to receive these from January to December: carnation, violets daffodils, daisies hawthorns, roses buttercups, gladiolus ast......Read the rest...

...While powdered flakes gently spill from heaven Like embroidery of gold tassels kissing buds And hawthorns ,the frost twinkles and drifts Unto winter’s beautifully formed marquee, ta......Read the rest...

...When dreamtime leads me to a mystic land I saunter quietly ... climbing a hill, For the kingdom of fairies and elves reigns With gossamer wings and jewels in their hair. A sapphire cast......Read the rest...

...Somehow, before the call of morn When misty fog drifts on hawthorns, And daybreak hails a new sunset I trace past moments now at rest. SWAI Captcha Contest of Judy Konos 4.28.2015......Read the rest...

...In moments when the twilight sparks To gently flare as dark embarks, Tender comes eve swinging a hum While air-brushed clouds, on flight, succumb. Yet, through the lull of sky, I hear Their voic......Read the rest...

...Lashed together for a better tomorrow, ending war of words. Heralding the new moon I sacrifice my becoming age I will sleep now on hawthorns in bleeding flames of forest. Satish Verma......Read the rest...

...Oh, to be in England Now that April's showers have gone And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, aware, Deep division or apalling apathy almost everywhere, Most do not applaud at funeral......Read the rest...

...Early in the year a young man walks with a stout Yew stick firmly on his shoulder, Resting on damp grey stone looking all around watching the dicky birds and smiling, Rising from the stone he drops a......Read the rest...

...Early in the year a young man walks with a stout Yew stick firmly on his shoulder, Resting on damp grey stone looking all around watching the dicky birds and smiling, Rising from the stone he drops a......Read the rest...

...Evening wore a floral dress. Blue birds announced their departure opening red wings. You know them, buffs of night who would not wait for the moon to rise and I had nothing to hide. These tragic t......Read the rest...

...It was a removed behavioral aspect of a vivisection; the moon had left the grey anatomy of earth. Crazy, yes the system shows sheer lunacy. The prudence was chasing a smoke. A long winged golden e......Read the rest...

...Irreverent arsenic of lake bottom was seeping in me I was riding on waves, moon-stuck. The nude shot of anemone, blindfolded after the criminal assault. Why they were throwing the lewed comments ?......Read the rest...