Intoning Poems - Poems about Intoning

...A mottled crab scuppers its sea legs in fluorescent foam. Blue pods rattle on green tides. Bladder wrack, Mermaid’s Hair washing tangled ankles. There are voices in my open mouth, they roll ove......Read the rest...

... Their mere weapon was their forbidden courage, hands barren with no armaments, no ammunitions, marching towards the proud valley of death, dedication born from their sempiternal dreams of a fr......Read the rest...

...Lay me gently down on a cold wint’ry day, While the fireplace sparkles and blue flames rise A day when the sun shines not to brighten, nay Snow cloud blankets denying warmth to the eye......Read the rest...

...COMING TO TERM IN THE USA 2022 Laraine Kentridge Lasdon who are we to talk of women’s rights or the travesties of cultures of bans when our Supreme court becomes a pawn of pandering politics ......Read the rest...

...Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens, drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, the intoning hallowed water of evergreen wo......Read the rest...

...Let’s fly to the celestial fiesta of the cherry blossom, In the North Eastern Region of Shillong, named, “The Scotland of the East, The abode of the cloud,” in the lush mesa of the magn......Read the rest...

...She wound her way as was her wont, Along the treacherous path Adorned by rock, and roots and ferns, Elated as if there was a fire dance in the breeze, Towards the lake and the waterfall. So......Read the rest...

... Have seen an utopian lane, amidst the thicket, latent In the abode of the clouds, in the lap of the tranquil wilderness, far far away from the mundane mist! A wheezing sparsely inha......Read the rest...

...A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, Warbling quietly to whistle scads of tranquil crypti......Read the rest...

...IF LOVERS WE (To Julia) `` If lovers we, you and I, who would we be? W0uld we be William Powell and Myrna Loy, sophisticates, trading alcoholic quips across the dining room? Would we be Abe......Read the rest...

...WORDS OF WISDOM CAPTIVATING BELL ON A STEEP SLOPE WITHIN AN ISOLATED WORLD GAVE SOLACE TO THE HERD AMONG ANGELIC VOICES MESMERIZING CHANTS ALLEVIATE THE FEARS OF A LOST NOMADIC SHEPERD ......Read the rest...

...I love you lady, singing velvet night sky, singing azure violet wounded woolen stitch. I love your lady quavering haunting cry, intoning shades of purple in fevered pitch. I love you lady, even......Read the rest...

...Silvery glitter shimmering in a crystal lake; trees don their wintry dressing gowns. Azure skies shiver above a natural mirror beneath the small bridge, as we cross. In this locale, s......Read the rest...

...The colorant of dawn, the cardinal sees, intoning its hues with, “pretty...pretty...pretty.” As I covet red feathers, in the teaberry tree, the sunlit chickadee harmonizes, “hey sweetie.” The......Read the rest...

...I. The eldest of unknowns, on hill or heath, The hoary standing stones-- Secret, silent tombs or thrones-- Huddle where the tempest moans. II. In birch-bright woods we find fairy circles......Read the rest...