Livens Poems - Poems about Livens

...The sun was rising over Milton Creek, heralding the start of a new day Two new residents were due in town, on the noon train from Santa Fe William (Bill) and Sara Baker, both renowned as skille......Read the rest...

...A prairie garden delight in the center of town. Cone flowers, daisies and daffodils appear as if renegade. There is no mulch, large curly grasses, dandelions, clover. My children recognize this as......Read the rest...

...The Temperate Month of May Season of renewal and showers Boasts trees of leaves and blossoming flowers. Opening up green, yellow and red, For warbler perch and honeybee spread. Amorou......Read the rest...

...Saying hello to strangers brightens my day Don't really need a whole lot to say At the risk of strange looks Suspicious thoughts it puts But livens up the spirits of those that partake<>...Read the rest...

...Burning bush livens the yard with pops of reddish pink and orange. Purple butterfly bush, in a delicate way, surprises me, at her head. Seventy two degrees, a nice surprise for October twenty-seven......Read the rest...

...Saying hello to strangers brightens my day Don't really need a whole lot to say At the risk of strange looks Suspicious thoughts it puts But livens up the spirits of those that partake<>...Read the rest...

...I am now searching myself In the deepness of your eyes Your eyes are example of livens Silently say everything about life While I go in deep darkness Your eyes bring me new light You are the so......Read the rest...

...There was once a lonely girl Set far apart from others As though she is none like the rest Feeling like a black sheep everywhere She smiles everyday like the sun Not knowing others call her craz......Read the rest...

...The smell of baking grease The smell of fat burning on toast Livens my mornings Mostly when I get Breakfast in bed......Read the rest...

...Written by Gail DeBole Started writing on 7/16/2013 Updated on 1/26/2015 Campbell’s Soup Is a favorite of mine. As a child, I enjoyed this time after time. Bowl after bowl was delici......Read the rest...

...Mysterious pulse of old Japan: Oriental strides of nurtured grace; Cultured impulse in mindful trend. Painted faces with measured trace: Years of training now fruit fine skills; Motif graces that g......Read the rest...

...I Even in this crypt, me soul wait no longer! Its crest burnt- The Eagle velt; born of virtue, Less corruptible, grieve in its lounge thirst! The Sandy Storm. A day without ......Read the rest...

...My hair stands on end with her around me Her hands surround all my entire body This leads me down the path of stunning blue A path that leads to a delightful hue Complete opulent feel made......Read the rest...

...As the Dove coos in morn's damp air And the cock crows awake A new dawn has set the day's pace Clouds predict storms at stake Cooler air feels lush 'pon the skin Moisture saturates all A wet sum......Read the rest...

...a friend is a satin ribbon which wraps around your life a friend is a golden button that does away with strife a friend is a silver needle that keeps you sharp and true a friend is a good strong......Read the rest...