Moorlands Poems - Poems about Moorlands

...In the moorlands of desires, I've forever sung choruses of fertile faith, amidst the flock of bleeding birds, sprinkling heartbeats on lush olive herbs, In the dream of retracing their scin......Read the rest...

...He sits silent with the old man; as intrigued watching his gnarled hands whittle away at the pine twig, as he is with tales about Gran, and their life on the wild moorlands. As he now and then......Read the rest...

...O thy divine flame till eternity must burn, Thine thoughts each mortal on crust must learn. Servest thou each bruised heart in trepidation, And allurest thou 'em all to peachy innovation. For,......Read the rest...

...Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens, drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, the intoning hallowed water of evergreen wo......Read the rest...

...Let’s fly to the celestial fiesta of the cherry blossom, In the North Eastern Region of Shillong, named, “The Scotland of the East, The abode of the cloud,” in the lush mesa of the magn......Read the rest...

...Sullen would be onset of grey, indivisible-dawning; Soon, lifting mist dissipating beneath the brae. Comes then a gentle heat arising with the morning... Thus the remaking of another new, glorious......Read the rest...

...H.astily I traipse “amidst these tombs,” “untainted eye…” P.reparing the way for the “hidden world of yore.” Luring lovers in, “lost Nevermore…” “O’er the midnight moorlands crying,” Verily to ......Read the rest...

...Hildy Honey Badger was mad as unleavened beer hops Alice her American Cousin said that she was tops How dare you she said, and you are a carnivore too! The bells I am said Alice. I’m an omnivore ......Read the rest...

...Dawn, when silence falters And the trees of the range- Are tucked in a bucket of fog Marching dawn, whose beauty never alters, I tuck myself in blankets like a log At the Treetops Hotel upon th......Read the rest...

...Natures wonderful things So many wonderful things to see, On the planet all around, Animals, the sky, the tree, Flowers on the ground. Valleys deep, the mountains tall, Moorlands amazing view......Read the rest...

...Dawn, when silence falters And the trees of the range-  Are tucked in a bucket of fog Marching dawn whose beauty never alters. I tuck myself in blankets like a log At the Treetops Ho......Read the rest...

...More scary than things that go bump in the night, My nerves are now shattered because of my fright. This left me like jelly and turned my hair white, I’m lucky I’m living, to tell of my plight. ......Read the rest...

...(Re old poems) By the moonlight, night's pearly softness glowed, In their slumber deep, fog skirted knolls shoaled; Through the winter cold, clipp'ty clop he rode. ......Read the rest...

...The eerie silver blue visage of the moon is only light besides camp fire In the young hearts yarning for freedom fuels desire Their courage is something to admire It’s not easy to change blood to ice......Read the rest...

...The mother who loves her baby more than her own life Licked the withered baby tenderly And then, her long weak trunk rest on the baby Serenely drop-off hot tears for want of liberty Love is sharpe......Read the rest...