Short Brae Poems
Short Brae Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Brae by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Brae by length and keyword.
Same Now As Then
SAME NOW AS THEN
I feel the wind sweep up the brae
And find I’m looking far ago
The stars of Christmas are long away
Some two thousand years or so
Darkest evening of the year
Is my family safe from harm?
Reach hands to the warming fire
Is the baby keeping warm?...
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Categories:
brae, allegory
Form:
Quatrain
Day of May
Every day of May is a merry hay day
Every Mayday speaks of the labor's way
Every way of the day of May may say
Every day of May is a merry hay day
Every hay made in May rests on the brae
Every hay, by storm, may go often stray
Every day of May is a merry hay day
Every Mayday speaks of the labor's way
1 July 2021...
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Categories:
brae, 5th grade,
Form:
Triolet
Wild Roses On The Hill
An escapade sweet as a marshmallow day
when tangerine dreams fed our evergreen stream.
Our magnet attraction neath radiant ray
did butter the air where the breezes did teem
and whirlwinds of roses anointed the brae.
Their scent, my surrender, romantic the scheme,
exotic the fever and dance with a flame —
ah, rapture of capture! The wooer’s end game....
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Categories:
brae, romantic love, senses, sensual, soulmate, summer, woman,
Form:
Rispetto
Path of a Burn
A Dribble a Trickle a Dram a Splash
Flowing Down a Brae Past the Steading
Rushing Over Rocks Creating Crag and Tails
Waves Wash and Bleather on the Bank
Water Shimmers and Shines in the Sunlight so Braw
Dinnlin the Earth and Trees as it Flows
Over Moor and Though Glen Toward Linn and Loch
Eventually Passing a Stone-Thrust and Becoming the Sea
This is the Path of a Burn....
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Categories:
brae, nature,
Form:
Light Verse
Today and Time Past
TODAY AND TIME PAST
I feel the wind SWEEP up the brae:
SWEEP I my gaze into far ago.
FAR the stars of Christmas are, long away
CHRISTMAS some two thousand years or so.
YEAR’S darkest evening is here.
HERE is my family - safe from harm.
FAMILY hands reach for the warming fire,
HANDS at travail in this hill farm.
(For Dr. Ram Mehta’s contest CHRISTMAS WREATH)...
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Categories:
brae, allegorychristmas, christmas,
Form:
Lyric
Carmina Burana At 4 Am
A kaleidescope of cacophonic carols
Attacks my cochlea
From hammer to anvil to stirrup
To the mesa we ride with timbrels and lyres.
\Gaily tripping lightly stepping
Through oceans of dandelions
Trailing the greening dew heel after heel.
The brae alive with pirouetting pansies and horns a-blare.
\Pixilation personified
The basso buffoon and bassoon collide
Would the afternoon fawn still respect the Buck-in-the-morning?...
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Categories:
brae, music,
Form:
Blank verse