Rustle Poems - Poems about Rustle

...What’s a homeland, I don’t know Sounds a bit too much symbolic I’ve got no land of my own So it turns out hyperbolic This home concept is not real Could be my imagination Sort of melancholy......Read the rest...

...In the garden's quiet corner, Amidst the gentle rustle of leaves, House wrens diligently weave their nests, A labor of love in the springtime air. Each twig and blade of grass carefully chosen,......Read the rest...

...Let's take a poem and raise it towards the sky, Observe its play of light like a diverse slide film, Allow the sun to whisper its hidden hues, And through it, let dreams flow like rays through lea......Read the rest...

...‘Waupaca Awakens’ The thin ice cracks As daylight breaks, Along the still waters Of a chain of lakes Melting snow and slush Both lapping the pier, Letting the bluegill know A new season i......Read the rest...

...In the realm of shadow where memories are born and die unnaturally, And stars watch in silence, reflecting celestial nostalgias. The Moon dresses in the silk of night, preparing for union, With th......Read the rest...

...In the vast ocean of beings and tempestuous thoughts, You are the vessel that sails with heart at the prow, brimming with unsaid treasures. Not all can taste your depths, not all can penetrate the ......Read the rest...

...Oh the fallen tree No one heard about Striped of bark Laying naked on the ground Lots of bugs crawling about Close your eyes Feel the heat Across your chin ......Read the rest...

..."Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale. Children learn as they help you imagine" ~~ Hans Christian Andersen ~~ I sat by the pond not a rip......Read the rest...

...In the hall destined for silence, where no word incarnates into awakening, A desolate abode, where the heart rests free and in falling. Torn tears flow, rivers of troubled and sluggish melancholy, ......Read the rest...

... by c. geeplay The passionate winds blow among the branches on the plains, while the river flows among the ravines and cliffs. The feisty embrace of the moon's shadow blooms on the horiz......Read the rest...

...Owls fly back toward the dark. I hear the phantom tread of first light, the tramp and scurry of predators and prey passing, this way and that through the in-between. Those who watch from the......Read the rest...

...In the brisk embrace of dawn, a robin toils— A flutter of wings, a rustle of life reborn, She dances on the breeze, her beak a weaver's tool, Arranging sticks and strands, a tapestry takes form. ......Read the rest...

.... Darkness there was no light . Dreaded omens were my plight . Systemic frailties burdened me . ......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the forest, birdsong fills the air, As sunlight dances through the trees without a care. Leaves rustle in a gentle breeze that whispers low, And blooming flowers in a meadow seem t......Read the rest...

...Every Spring bloom, the rustle of the trees, Winter’s over, I know your work is done. Every bird in flight, every gentle breeze, Springtime is here to refresh everyone. Still glowing b......Read the rest...