Millpond Poems - Poems about Millpond

...An attenuated tree branch reaches out to its drowning shadow in the inert millpond. (23 Syllables) Personification is a poetic device and not a poetic form, hence me labeling this 'prose......Read the rest...

...Owl eyes break as dimming light worms about, Hollow clap surrenders a sparked ribboning, Escapees breakout from their misty cells, Wakes of earthen prints puddling, Harbored ills bade......Read the rest...

...Old Spice’ and wet grass carry years of understanding between us. If I break wind, you run to me, body rapt and heeding, every hair translating a smudged paragraph into volumes of memory. ......Read the rest...

...‘Old Spice’ and wet grass carry years of understanding between us. What I wear and you gather into you, become a language neither of us know, but comprehend in mouse-tracks of deduction. You......Read the rest...

...over by the millpond atop the banks of leaden loam a patch of flowers sparsely grow ivory petals open wide as they sip the morning dew then dance within the quiver of august's cooler winds dro......Read the rest...

...Errant hounds capriciously bustle in an exceptional position near some forsaken backwatered millpond during some quietude noontime dismal conclusion concerning the game, Per some dense......Read the rest...

...in the moorland amidst the scores of heather soft touches of amber silents fall from heaven's light within the gossamer breeze daylight violets sway drawing memories out in ......Read the rest...

...Beside the millpond, musing, Of another day and time— At times my mind confusing Both reality, and rhyme. It is an easy thing to do, you see, With the buckets timely turn— What is this thing......Read the rest...

...Horrible smash of broken bottles, Blood gush from young touts' bodies, Nauseating odour of marijuana, grass, Spoiled that Monday evening. I witnessed it, A deadly fracas erupted, Between two......Read the rest...

...Torn sail blowing in a gale sand beautifully shifting, dunes flowing spray from the edge of a wave moments camera frozen, seen snapshots of the mind memories only you can find Long-lasting b......Read the rest...

...The millwheel will not turn again till spring for Winter’s icy cold grip holds it firm. She squeezes it like Her private plaything, though Her crushing power is but short-term. As short......Read the rest...

...I stroll leisurely along the avenue as silent trees stand sentinel. Not one leaf rustles or whispers; no branch breathes or even sighs. No gust catches me off guard at the top of the hill so......Read the rest...

...I stroll leisurely along the avenue as silent trees stand sentinel. Not one leaf rustles or whispers; no branch breathes or even sighs. No gust catches me off guard at the top of the hill so t......Read the rest...

...I remember the painting, with a heavy heart....I remember my best friend Valerie, how we sat and talked. which was beating the most my heart or the sun as in the shade of my red parasol memories ......Read the rest...

...The dawn sky throws a spear of vivid red lancing the fir treetops, but not yet me with my bag of bread. The wheel is still asleep, the water still, seems today we all have time to kill. Scan the......Read the rest...