Heartlands Poems - Poems about Heartlands

...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......Read More

...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......Read More

...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......Read More

... 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......Read More

...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......Read More

...“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......Read More

...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......Read More

...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......Read More

...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 ~~~~~......Read More

...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 ......Read More

...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......Read More

...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......Read More

...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......Read More

...I wander the landscapes of solitude Unchecked and unhealed, Beneath heavens speared with bamboo rain, A blade on my back concealed Beyond where the eye can envisage and see, Deserts burning dry,......Read More

...Where leads the heavy road, please take me there On spines of chrome and steel, On the silken backs of angels, To where the heartlands are so real. Where leads the heavy road, please take m......Read More