Long Emily bronte Poems

"All the Dark Stallions"



Calliope burns 
ecstatic bright star
fire brands, all her marks

both hands 
holding the ropes
firmly fast today 

slow burn 
tomorrow
warm whispers 

gently towards
the unlit shadows
love wanting always stays

driving all 
the dark stallions
towards heaven

where the...

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“cat o' 9 tales”

Like a cat has 9 lives 
every witch in every Lilith 
lives to write another day

woe bedtide the poor oaf 
who gets in Her way
like Heathcliffe he’ll be tortured 
from here to...

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"Bliss like thine is brought by years;
Dark with torment and with tears."

Emily Bronte - Sleep Not (1846) st.1
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often, I am in the throes and agony of my mind
I am tortured and each day I grapple...

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"Every leaf speaks bliss to me fluttering from the autumn tree."

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Emily Bronte makes her mark
speaking of the sweet bluebell
in its power shows its blossom
one can't help but go and tell

Springtime in the UK brings them out
the bluebell has a lovely scent
which hangs in the air...

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"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from an autumn tree."

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"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, 
fluttering from the autumn tree."

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I had them hidden
locked & safe
my treasure, my precious 
What I value above all
Some said gold
Some said money
but some, even surprised me
whispering "puh; she hasn't got a thing"
some made me laugh
while others made me cry
But,...

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Mild the mist upon the hill
       As this in dreams I see
 What sadness this within me fills while
   The night is darkening around me

  My...

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I was in the Yorkshire Dales
just the other day,
and sat where Emily Bronte
used to sit and play.

I gazed into the water
just below my feet;
it brought words of inspiration,
so pure yet oh so sweet.

Rapturous ovations
seemed to...

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