Pyrenees Poems - Poems about Pyrenees

...Great and Rugged Pyrenees Whose solid presence demands Notice of lush valleys And Spanish oaks that dot the glens - Prevailing winds churn in wrath - I stop to breathe in them; You c......

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... He surveys his kingdom each day, from Iron Gate to Wooden Wall. Each leaf that falls and blade that sways, his loyal subjects one and all. The cattle grazing in the field, the kittens nestle......

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...The time had come For the swallows to leave Travelling to South Africa Over the Pyrenees One chick in particular Was not ready to go Despite being urged by its siblings In a to-and-fro ......

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...A NOTE FROM MALCOLM My advice is free, and time’s not billable Try speaking French and I will soon know Don’t claim a local or a provincial accent It really does not sound as if heaven-sent No......

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...The Labradoodle It’s clear that the scamp is a Poodle By its frolicsome dabble and doodle But add a big part Of the Labrador’s heart And you’ve got the whole kit and caboodle The ......

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...Big Orange was a housecat gone wild He'd eat my cat's food then he smiled No more do I leave food out He no longer has clout He came back with wife and stepchild Big Dog Great ......

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...THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET: PART ONE GIBRALTAR / DJEBEL-TARIQ 711 AD / 92 AH In the eyes of the hawk Djebel Musa to Djebel Tariq is the tactical distance across the tur......

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...The end dear friend is just the entry and he pointed, but he never meant me, it was the old man sat inside me that the message was intended for. I sat and wondered about the door and what was it t......

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...White like the snow Ice stiffened limbs Reaching out No saviors about Snow flakes in the wind I reached and reached and reached Towards deaths cold hands Never to see her again I looked......

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...Never to see her again I looked down Wine of bloods holo Flowing from my hands Unto the devils abode Whitest of Pyrenees days......

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...the grace of Paris lingering in my thoughts. . . Madrid’s grimy walls As our small group of students entered Madrid, it was an early morning in late January. We had left behind us what has been......

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...For tens of thousands of years man has roamed this planet By nature a warrior..a conqueror..an explorer He is a seeker of truth and a lover of grandeur The Pyrenees, the Alps, the Rockies, the oce......

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...Chaste and more graceful Than the white canvassed Dhow: Reclines sweet Nefertiti Upon a Blue Nile breeze. Fabled entity more whiter Than the purest white snow That thickly blankets And folds ......

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...There is a place so beautiful I'd love to see again. My dream vacation started in Madrid, in central Spain. How I long to stroll again down by Retiro Lake and see El Prado art museum. Then for old......

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...Pampero you rush across the pampa's of Argentina blowing fast and strong bending all before you. Mighty and powerful you make your presence known as you travel o'er the pampas in triumphant passag......

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