Heartlands Poems - Poems about Heartlands

...God, in vengeance is jealous. God, in vengeance is furious. On the table of his foes vengeance is served, For his enemies, his wrath is reserved. Slow in anger, Great in power, He acquits not......

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...On a mild Spring’s night In the heartlands of Ulster A prodigious child was born For Ireland, to save her A man of modest means Yet formidable wit The mystics he joined A cause to commit......

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...Steps on mud, a stalking thread, Red strings wind through dying groves Where life needs time, to find footing, Red strings halt hands in greed which hold The axe of ignorance, the axe which bleed......

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...Let destiny create a distance... Firestorm of roses will set an inferno... Arrow goading the scented sceneries. Maniac in love, heartlands of homophiles. Lovely heart cradled in my lover's ar......

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...Storyteller weaves his tales throughout my mind and heart. He alchemies my leaden days into golden thoughts. We soar above the shrinking earth on word-filled wings at night, glide on intellec......

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... was a strolling through the heartlands and you are in the foliage Woodlands When I thought of the woodlands there are the trees never pining Death shall never come to the maples an......

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...Where the earth, either scorched or drowned, meets the fire of war or the floods of indifference, where the sky, once pristine, now flight-scarred, meets the trawlers and the oil rigs on the......

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...“Don’t Write Poems“ ************* what can I say i write poetry my life in solitude yet to read the original will it please, you tease your words spectres roaming blind then ou......

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...And it will be served proudly Shore to shore, long highways roam undignified through heartlands of wounded fields, crying overgrown long of factories closed, unemployment, crime, homes forec......

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...Wandering past bungalows Sneaking through high covenant areas Setting servants and dogs barking. I go home Desperation crawls in to the heartlands As dawn crawls in. Bastards! They’ve buil......

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...Loss fills the air As people queue; Death can speak ~~~~~~~~~ A common thread Links us in gloom; Mindful faces ~~~~~~~~~ Dry humid March National mourning; Heavy hearts ~~~~~......

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...There is a place called tomorrow Where this set of politicians Who claim we elected them Will all be gone Even the last trace of their names Will be no more. No need naming names Or pointing fingers ......

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...Between the fibers of this page, an ancient magic has been laid Pressing leaves with mystical power, and kissing the corners to grow sunflowers Cherish a word a wish or rhyme, ma......

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...When all the marbles leave the bag Fret not, weekend wrangler, For the beat of your heart Wobbles the very Earth This your wounded year With waves calling from pier to pier Rise, rise your g......

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...Drumming from the amps, bristling with snares and hooks, (“I see in your eyes, castles in Spain.”); Aide memoirs of the past, post-war resurrection, stubbornly, Wreathed in wires of smoke and deli......

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