Rustle Poems - Poems about Rustle

Rustle of fear'

Russell Brand, is in the hour.' God has changed this man.'
The Spirit Holy..' Much more than humans see.' Will hold
Him.' And guide him, just pray and try to understand.? Even
All against God." Give Glory to the Lord..As His time draws
Near.! Repent or His judgement, will be most severe!!

Rustle of the Mind's Eye

Step softly into the chamber of dreams,
Where reality unravels at the seams.
Close your eyes, let your senses unfurl,
As imagination begins to whirl.

Can you taste the colour of midnight blue?
Or hear the silence of morning dew?
Feel the texture of a distant star,
As it whispers secrets from afar.

Now, let your thoughts take flight,
Soar beyond the bounds of

In the night that swallows distances with a rustle of wings

In the night that swallows distances with a rustle of wings,
I let myself be carried over the vast expanse of whispering dreams,
Seeking the holy light in the webs of destiny,
On the edge of this abyss of melancholy that envelops me.
I stand on the shore of thoughts, like a castaway of my own consciousness,
And gaze into

In the tremble of the evening and the rustle of the unfinished letter

In the tremble of the evening and the rustle of the unfinished letter,
My aged hand, shrouded in the mist of memories, writes the last farewell,
Under the blue cloak of celestial silence, waiting for the silent echo of your pride,
A proud oblivion that dares not gamble with lost words.
Seasons, stepping over us, corseted us in tombs

The Rustle of Bushes

   The rustle of bushes means what
     a squirrel in search of a nut --

   something more sinister
     awaits the inquisitor

Twilight Rustle-Ziket

dreamless leaf’s twilight rustle...
last mile requiem

August : 13, 2020
Contest : 2-Line Poem-Ziket
Sponsor : Line Gauthier

Listen To the Rustle

lavish tapestry of forest
freed whispers to the wind
seedling bursts of inspiration 
stir me to skip a breath

insight the gift I recognize
hushed voices to my ear
opulence derives from within
as rustle do the leaves



Tribute to Octavio Paz "There, within, inside my head, the tree speaks" – The Tree Within

AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on August 23, 2019 for

My Poetry Defines Me

Shower of autumn leaves and acorns,
And rustling sound as I stroll.
Those mesmerising bubbles all-round,
As I dive in the pool.
And also, when, looking into his eyes,
Silently, I can walk thousand miles.

Yes! This is the poetry to me.
The power to see the unseen!

A lady dressed in pink, in my sight.
With complementing accessory soaked in glittery white.
And my

Rustle of Lips

Paper rustle of your lips 
is not needed to her really,
You're a knight, but your heart weeps,
You were brave, why are you thrilling?

You would strip your zealous sword,
But there are no foes in moment,
It would sing and say a word
loudly-loudly without torment.

And your ballads have no sense,
You're not worthy for the beauty,
All your deeds don't

Haiku

awake early morn
a rustle in my ivy
adventurous cat  

Leaves Now Rustle

Leaves now rustle beneath my feet
As autumn gusts and blows,
No vestige of summer's heat
How I wished it though.

As autumn gusts and blows
All is bare and stark.
Not a leaf upon a branch,
No flowers in the park.

All is bare and stark
As winter comes a' calling.
Soon to leave her signature,
When snowflakes start a' falling.

As winter comes a' calling,
No

Rustle

rattling,
soft and muffled,
rustling, warns of trouble
stealthily sneaking up on you.
Watch Out!

Back Seat Rustle

Singing with the radio,
I tap the steering wheel
in time with the music.
I smile in anticipation,
visualize myself dressed 
in the new threads.

The light flares green, 
no time to stop.
Wordless, her eyes beg.
Her toothless smile is sad,
her hands still, but for the cross
she traces on her narrow breast.

I feel her pain,
a knife-thrust deep.
The sign beside her
spells her

Rustle

The wind rustles through the boughs and branches

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