Peat Poems - Poems about Peat

...Eco fuels at home are warmly cherished, obligation calls and duly heeded, in the past a smokeless coal, allied to peat briquette the norm, a less than ideal medley I’d agree, I have this last br......Read the rest...

...I want to write something beautiful for you How can when all I am is ugly? Grab a mirror just to be sure Reflecting sunsets and puppies Can something common be bonny? It is only in your eyes I a......Read the rest...

...Ode to Tofitian Rain What is in Tofino rain that makes it smell so sweet? A blend of berries, a certain strain of sea salt, fog and peat it smells of woodsmoke, tangy fir and kelp washed ......Read the rest...

...I: Something that changed everything Something that changed everything And yet in the end really nothing Something so beautiful so hopeful That turned so painful so doleful The brain that fa......Read the rest...

...Beneath a morning sky of brightest blue A balmy breeze with scent of ling drifts by. You’re confident that all is safe and well. But suddenly thick mist starts to descend Followed by drizzle g......Read the rest...

...Humours turn acrid near The silent seer. Escaping absentees scamper Further down the hole that holds their likeness Extinguish | fatal obscurant | visions. | fata obscura | ......Read the rest...

...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Minor emendations to following just posted verse oversight to correct dissatisfaction, yours truly I do curse ah... methinks if hands of ti......Read the rest...

...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Thus writer of these words forever mus lee experiencing craving to eat cheese, a milk product eternally preserved within annals, chroni......Read the rest...

...It’s great to be a member of the global elite, The bean poles in my garden are standing proud and neat. Organic veg is thriving thanks to ample bags of peat. I never hear a siren roaming dow......Read the rest...

...the moon swoons in enfolding arms of sky - a glassed-out world I cannot touch, seen through pain and this pane my four sycamores, sick to the core and wanting more than the moon-smitten sky i......Read the rest...

...A floor of dead rusted leaves rustle and crackle Crunching their crisp skins dancing under my feet Shuffling with sodden soil thick with grit - I grapple With sticky dew grass and spongy peat A......Read the rest...

...Across the valley the gentle meadows lay The lush grass would grow and then become hay But for now on guard the poppies stood Their masses formed lakes of deep red blood. Battalions of olive t......Read the rest...

... “‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” —Lord, Alfred Tennyson love at first sight at the ceilidh dancing 'round peat fires gayly lad and lass equally ......Read the rest...

... "The Payload" The payload came crashing down like rain expelled from the fat belly of a ruinous pregnant cloud bilious with buxom promise it came crashing down ......Read the rest...

...A blind flight above a brooding sea. Dawn levers the darkness. Ireland rising. Whitecaps, bright tumbled cliffs. Briny turf, moss-rooted walls, wind-havens and cottages. So green! Tidal m......Read the rest...