Serried Poems - Poems about Serried

... The Dream of a Rill Up in the highlands a leafy green dell where day dreamers dream in the quiet still blissfully dreaming beneath nature’s spell. Where clusters of daisies cover the hill an......

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...Hey mommy I am here to play Daddy and brother are on the way To the underworld where I sent them By gutting tummies and dissecting Innards go to outwards on the floor Faces you can’t recognize......

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...The many boats around sit in the harbour One tailing the other now and then Serried lined and flanked with one another They pause for thought gathering day before them The ferrous water sits so......

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...Arid, bony-shanked carapace. Shiny, weathered patina tells of desolation, Belies any promise of richness; Yet when inverted, Becoming regal. A tatty, crown implies The ancient purport. T......

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...Broken dreams, and smiles and flowers Grow apace throughout our fervid hours The times of wreaths and solemn nods The dearth; some worth and serried sods. The gathered few or many more The mut......

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...Flush with falling leaves of rust, I stand balanced among the dampness of night; Glittering skies alighting my path. A chilled repetitive moan of wind catches the serried strands of my hair, w......

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...We are the pals brigade me lads, the finest that you've seen. We tilled the land just like our dads or picked the coal black seam. And now we're off to a foreign clime to show Fritz a trick or t......

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...Mid serried peaks and waterfalls Flow crystal streams o'er ancient slate, 'Tis here I find true solitude And with my soul, communicate. Here I sit in quiet grace Ne'er a sound but natures song......

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...This carcase This corpse This empty shell Shorn of its spirit Its ready smile Those twinkling eyes Soft voice And steely mind. Tears stung his eyes Misting the grim scene Where was the ......

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...After the Ice Rain. The woods outside look like a glazed forest preserved in an arboreal museum. Each tree is candied over in clear icing, the pines stand like tall fluffy blondes, the willow tree ......

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...A restless night, another hum-drum day, Resolve to take a pleasurable walk; I make my way towards St Mary’s church. Across the street, a sixteenth century home – Maltravers Manor, testament to ti......

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...Fields of France are filled with blood-red poppies Where also bloom the lily-white crosses: Each buried youth a seed, now bursting forth Into a stark white cruciform flower: Row upon row, rank a......

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...Brexit Sonnet No.16 ‘Diverse Woven Strands’ Our embroidered story, with boundaries crissed and crossed, With boats and men ‘o horse in serried rows. With comets, relics, hawks and battles lo......

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...Cowardly efforts of a worthless soul Rages, this low murmur of lazy surf; Mind and body beaten, bruised, losing control, An enfeeble struggle of a timeless sleepy curse. Surges wave of open i......

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...I fly wide-eyed into the glinting night, Along valleys with man-made stars aglow. Thrills and sorrows on both sides line my flight, Neon rivers flow restless down below. Grandiose dreams fr......

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