Marshlands Poems - Poems about Marshlands

...I paint in series; same motif – haystacks, trees, cathedrals, water lilies. normandy inspired many pencil sketches of sailing ships. aunt Marie-Jeanne encouraged me; she was a generous painter. bo......Read the rest...

...Before the day turns into night Bullfrogs quietly rehearse their “harrumphs” Dragonflies draw slowly closer to shore Mosquitoes hone their epees Bats line the runway awaiting take off In the len......Read the rest...

...Sailing up and down the sky Hovering over the moist heathers Soaring and sliding high Dawning grey and brown feathers. Spreading her wings with expertise Unfurling her stripped tail, She glid......Read the rest...

...Best of them fail to plan safe retreat, Napoleon and Hitler both were hit, Both marooned in marshlands— Ukraine sure well defends, General Mud doing its mighty bit! ________________________......Read the rest...

...My dear birds, an inspiration putting quill to paper I love the way you're chased as waves crash on the beach Invading my warm days and balmy summer nights Dreams about the whoosh<......Read the rest...

...Way down south near the marshlands, near the bayous, and close to the lake. There is a city with its old wonders. A place where no one barely sleeps. Parties move up and down the cobbled street......Read the rest...

... dancer in the dense vegetation of a marshland echoes a harsh-like call a very unbirdlike call of a gallinute rail bird with glossy blue-green plummage br......Read the rest...

...down the path of broken promises up the stream’s misguided dreams shoulders burdened crushed and rounded by all accounts tallied and squared off countless breaths and tears held back while ......Read the rest...

...I had found my meaning in him I had found the nectar I needed, Or rather, The glass into which I would pour The wine emanating from my soul So as to paint, On life's canvas, colourful rainbows ......Read the rest...

...Coming To The Garden Long-lost secrets at Misselthwaite Manor. Mistress Mary moves from self-centeredness to self-awareness, leading to self-healing. This tale's secret seems simple but not so.......Read the rest...

...Walking upon silent parched paths, under speechless scarlet skies. Your name sits upon the tip of my tongue, listening to the susurration of my heart. Each vibration echoes tones of lamen......Read the rest...

...On the gurgling remains of Winter as she seeps back into the earth on a path around a lake flanked by the casualties of winter's breath cattails... brown and bent with broken heads backs ......Read the rest...

...Livers bleed lungs gasp for breath vessels of poetry read pain disappears tears recede love floats above the sea tides of sadness recede planted in marshlands seeds ......Read the rest...

...cosmic dust spirals, supernatural storms born the Goldilocks zone Free verse ~ A quadrant of marble missiles born Ever since, A dream catcher catches dreams Jupiter catches meteorite......Read the rest...

...So I find myself once again in the shadow of the crescent moon Back to the marshlands in the throes of an ancient gossamer Forest...well I can still hear your voodoo beckoning the sprits And I too......Read the rest...