Manor House Poems - Poems about Manor House

...Sarah is my name Hi, I'm Sarah and this is the story of how my name came to be, But also, how the meaning of my name doesn't define who I, Sarah, yep me wants to be, Sarah is my name, it suppo......

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...The story of how the name Sarah came to be, But also, how the meaning of the name doesn't define anyone so the meaning of Sarah, dosent define who she wants to be, Sarah the name, supposedly means ......

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...“The songs are casual and careless in a satisfying way, like the used condom your latest lover left lying on your bedroom floor, a souvenir you’re not yet ready to dispose of.” Candy Cotton, Modern W......

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...An abundant woods runs along the boundary of the manor house.......

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...The pointed arc Manor house onset, Angel sculptures silhouettes. Light through stained gothic windows, high chairs and gargoyle shadows. Marbled floor rows of columns, pointed sealing reached by......

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...By invitation from a trusted friend, a medium intervention took place and I went. The building set in the thick forest by a shimmering lake, some broken sheds looking sad and strange to take. We......

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...Few tears were shed when news arrived that Lord Trevelyan had died. One solitary wreath was laid as shallow, feigned respects were paid. Remote and sullen, he'd disdained each hand of friendsh......

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...As the pregnant moon begins to rise, one can hear the mournful cries And when the spirts start their prowl rabid wolves began to howl From the manor house upon the hill, you can hear the m......

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...Within the Craigie Mile a manor house stands Under sheeted rain and surrounded by shrouding fog One night as Hell sang in the sky A lady did run along the Craigie mile Where she was she had no cl......

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...The old manor had red stone bricks covered in climbing vines, and columns and facades in dazzling swirls; it was classical architecture with intricate lines, a treasure in the middle of no where, ......

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...For so many years my one desire was to stay all night in a haunted manor With candelabras to lighten my way, heated by the warmth of a welcome fire Haunted perchance by a lady in white over the yea......

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...A restless night, another hum-drum day, Resolve to take a pleasurable walk; I make my way towards St Mary’s church. Across the street, a sixteenth century home – Maltravers Manor, testament to ti......

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...T’was flair from the cobbles that drove the loom with forced hardy sweat they laboured till eve a family tradition from the womb with threaded shuttle and reed hook they weave. The warp the weft ......

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...A manor house on a hill Petit-fours & cheese trolley These small things... A whiskey glass clinking Musk of ancient tweed wet dogs by the fire A front door strewn with wellies and autumn lea......

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...When darkness fell, he came awake And readied for the night ahead Clambering out of his pine box This coffin forever his bed Shade from sunlight and prying eyes His secret was well hidden too ......

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