Hawthorns Poems - Poems about Hawthorns

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More

...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 More