Milieu Poems - Poems about Milieu

... A myriad of enchanting flowers at grandma's grandiose garden that bloomed like perennial wildflowers used to fascinate a multitude of people who entered the porch of our century-old ancestr......Read the rest...

...If you use the word languish I’m stopping my read When you speak the word nurture I’m far from intrigued If I hear you say milieu I run for the door Or when you spout genre my ears to abhor......Read the rest...

...As the golden orb descends in the ocean, It radiates the clouds in an auburn hue The azure waves smile with a joyful motion, While humming a serene love tune The pelicans head on a journey to t......Read the rest...

...Argh, I ne'er got muffin top before - why now!? Once upon a time yours truly did allow himself to consume anything in sight eats of mine in the mein included an assortment of chow. Impossib......Read the rest...

... In the deafening raucous milieu of the din of defiance, the sense of frenzy tried to discard the touch of tranquil silence. The splintered vibrant sentiments sank subdued to get impounded wi......Read the rest...

... The fleet of silver fringed cloud floats away across ashen sea of end-summer sky. The beguiled birds bathe in the blue of bay, as fall arrives with hued pace on the sly. The mea......Read the rest...

...Is this malady true, or a trick of the night? Wallowing through perceived blights and blows Should I turn towards that mirthful morning light? Is this unease even mine to behold? who knows Th......Read the rest...

...As a war journalist, my new assignment took me to the side-line of the Elfin war zone, where I found an old tavern, a long-time community center for the travelers and locals, flocking to......Read the rest...

...To float on the sea is a delight for me. To be rocked by waves that urges, surges and mummers a welcome aboard from the sea, is giddy gosh, gleeful to me. The prods, prompts, jostles and puls......Read the rest...

...Half a dozen plus years ago the following became a near reality Countdown to homelessness – mars this earthlinked sole Harris - son panhandler would would register pyrrhic victory won. 10…......Read the rest...

...Ethereal, wispy, will o' the wisp fare Alights from a whisper, a sigh in the air Fleeting, sly, vague and cunning, just out for each A lingering mist wafting into the breech. Invisible tendrils......Read the rest...

...And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams-- In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams! Edgar Allan Po......Read the rest...

...Too young, they said We get very upset and loudly condemn men who have sex with women at seventeen or younger. Our vehemence against men who sleep with under-aged girls, in our Western society......Read the rest...

...I still see him Walking slowly beneath broken streetlamps, Sitting at the edge of the needle-strewn playground. He seems slower, less busy about his work, An air of defeat stains his scythe. I......Read the rest...

...Tranqual milieu, tranqual milieu, Who are you where can i find you?, I've looked for you while you were still fresh as jew, I've tried looking for you at home ,but all i get were the Stones my mo......Read the rest...