Marshes Poems - Poems about Marshes

...Aroma and its gracious curves Nepenthe of marshes is still a curse Observe the birds passing by......Read the rest...

...When love is too loud, and lurid, it languishes in lewd, lusty lakes. When love is silent, and steadfast, it sings sweetly with soft waves on sea shores. When love is motionless and mute, ......Read the rest...

...Gathered among lovely nymphs, whose grace shines brightly like eternal stars Their vibrant essence lingers, embracing radiantly, In the dream-laden air, does my love pursue only a fleeting vision......Read the rest...

...Kiawah's sun dips, Marshes blush in soft pastels, Spring whispers low. Egrets dance in twilight's grace, Day ends in a gentle sigh.......Read the rest...

...Marshy, muddy, like the alluvial soil after rains Slippery, clutching, quaking, and giving way underfoot Pulling the solitary wayfarers with vein-nerve strains Pets and cattle, as though sailing o......Read the rest...

...Fishing Holiday A kingfisher sitting on the old harbour wall Listening to the geese from the mud flats call I'm here for some sea fishing until after the thaw Bra......Read the rest...

...An orthopteran, otherwise none as a cricket, is a small to medium-sized insect with a mostly cylindrical, somewhat vertically flattened body. Crickets can be found all over the world from grasslands,......Read the rest...

...I'll take you on a floatplane ride I know some quiet lakes We'll land and in the marshes hide Drift where the current takes We'll moor along the shoreline I'll provide the gear We'll set up ......Read the rest...

... "Even in a small space you can mimic a magical flowering woodland with stepping stones and a variety of wildflowers." Quote by......Read the rest...

...I walked through the forest or perhaps a small batch of trees to find the creek I waded into with my clothes on and my shoes off to find nothing but chin high water and stars The water was ......Read the rest...

...Kakadu Wetlands is home to three million waterbirds From May to October it houses the comb-crested jacana Jabirk, egrets and brolga also take their respite here Macquarie Marshes are used by the W......Read the rest...

...This poem was inspired by the photograph titled, 'Running Legs,' by Lisette Model. I was an experienced hiker, who had rambled down many famous trails, Like earth's charming, 365 day t......Read the rest...

...If only I could sketch landscapes and moors. I'd paint hillsides yellow and fill them in gorse. I'd use a fine needle and the core green pose. In between, stitch a line of grass on the......Read the rest...

...here they come again windblown fugitives of gold dancing with flowers sun's shadow dancers green fluttering leaves darkly silhouette party purple birds glide by dusky beats upon the ground......Read the rest...

..."He made a difference." Gramps, my mother's father, Dave Luke -- my grandfather, a tall unlettered white (decidedly white) Louisiana man -- was born August 1888. He lived 87 years. He gr......Read the rest...