Lilt Poems - Poems about Lilt

Wan is the hiemal world outdoors, The biting breeze blows bitter, like a blizzard building in momentum, Cold creeps in through the closed windows, But his harmonic heart is happy and warm, touched by tantalizing tingles of tender tunes. ~ silent violins play violet symphonies ~ The mystery of mauve melodies mesmerise his mind, as he...

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>center>I LIKE THE LILT OF THAT Us …..I like the lilt of that. Us! For so long it was only me Just me. And I hate the feel of that. But then, from out of the blue, Came you. We …. I like that too. I plus you is we. Us is you plus me. Look...

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OH THAT LILT Memory has erased my every word. Yet yours are indelible; Every word, every inflection, every lilt Oh, that lilt, invading my sleepless nights. 7th November 2021 Taken from "Our Oak" Liberum Diversa 8 Poetry Contest Sponsor - Gregory Richard Barden...

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I see 3 little birds landing softly on the bird feeder and it’s hard not to hear a gentle reggae lilt in the background....

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Here is a cacophony, voice from inside All alone in a new place, a goodbye to riverside Here comes the change, farewell to my old days Mediocre girl,so halcyon, a new place to stay Inexorable,I go hustle -bustle, Ineffable, scared for a new way Well I do remember Rome was not built in a day They interrogate me as if I am...

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My true love was not mine. Can not reveal, her name. Her love, divine! True love for real! We kiss in our dreams. We made a vow that one day to seal seams. We did, and wow! He split, my dream came true, our dream, bliss! Still, wonder if he knew? She? Still my miss. For one year her and me, now married, yes! Together so...

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A GARDENERS DAY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A gardener's day starts at dawn, their hobby. To feed the birds and water plants, and perhaps a chat with the local Bobby? Then exterminate some red ants. To feed the birds and water plants, plus weeding. Check greenhouse temperatures right. What weeds were pulled composted if the needing? Then to clean his tools shiny bright. Check greenhouse temperatures right, warm...

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The river kicks up its heels in swinging sway and lilt. Winding downstream in a sinuous snaking stream bed it built By eroding outer bends, building up its inner bends with silt Defying the straight and easy path, which like a flippant lover it jilt...

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Luck 'tis said lies bobbling in Guinness head The more you savor, the more luck you spread With songs, banter, tales and jokes Better done by Irish folks Born to lilt a story, laughter inbred....

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you dear should be confident with your chaste beauty not tell a suitor it's phooey you simply have an air around you that's amazing allure presents it's finest hour purely unrivaled confirm that would you girl please? It does bother one's psyche when you won't concur when one...

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A voice is heard best When it has a slight lilt of Ireland upon it ...

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Oh Syracuse, Syracuse, A bright star born to you. This genius of three was touched by a muse. Pi, levers, bringing a king great mirth; With his brilliance this man moved the earth. Oh goddess of the moon, Indelible event! Your festival doth give cause to swoon. Circles, a shadow, slain dead in the sand; A horror to mask even an enemy's land....

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