Mantlepiece Poems - Poems about Mantlepiece

......“ ‘I used to love talking with friends, they gave such meaning to my life, but after watching them all die… it no longer makes my eyes bright. “ ‘I’ve loved women of every type, indulged in......Read the rest...

...Morning with snow It had been a cold, clear night, moonlight on icy soil towards dawn, it clouded over, snow fell soundlessly shielded the glittering glass of broken windows In the backyard ma......Read the rest...

...crystal clear manger Jesus on the mantlepiece frost bite on the bench......Read the rest...

...My vacuum cleaner’s broken, sits in the garage gathering dust Beside dad’s old green car, oxidising an orangey rust I tried washing it last week, and the water turned to wine Well the colour......Read the rest...

...and then dew drops’ magic enveloped me in mist of fine doubt gave me an idea of what it meant not to have the foggiest haze of why and how I had been feeling so miserably blindfolded by an i......Read the rest...

...When I was only two bricks and a ticky high I wrote my first ever treatise Three blind mice unbeknown to me highly philosophical not just to please The Gods of poetry duty bound on their quest ......Read the rest...

...She searched for faith in disbelief. The Buddha on the mantlepiece had taken off his loincloth over night and stared her in the naked eye. A candle from last night’s p......Read the rest...

...Forty days and forty nights in lock down Breathless for inhaling my own air ad infinitum Could be worse if I was left out to dry in the desert Isolation in my own four walls in solitude......Read the rest...

...Looking through frosted glass of windows' sorrowed pain I who Reflects upon the frozen condensation in the shelter of my mind Delight that there are crystals on the panel which refract the joy ......Read the rest...

...Matchstick Girl. Matchstick Girl in ragged clothes, lace up shoes and purple toes. 'Come buy your matchsticks from me sir, your wife all fancy in her fur'. Every night on London's streets the......Read the rest...

......for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk. His pipe rack stood like a chess piece, mutely waiting to be shifted. Sepia toned photographs lined the mantlepiec......Read the rest...

......for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk. His pipe rack stood like a chess piece, mutely waiting to be shifted. Sepia toned photographs lined the mantlepiec......Read the rest...

...For Eve Senn You may have never believed in ghosts Smart people never do, Or certainly they never admit To others that it is true. But I can tell you of a ghost That's known where e......Read the rest...

...The Ship In The Bottle Who can't admire the ship in the bottle that sits on the mantlepiece of a stately home with it's windblown sails, its row of cannons and it's loyal crew. A ship that will nev......Read the rest...

...Pictures on the mantlepiece Of those in your heart, Black and white or with a crease Where they have come so far; Taken only yesterday, Yet forty years ago; Remember when you used to play Out in the......Read the rest...