Short Bramble Poems

in the bramble
off a quiet side street
i hide...

Read More

August
shaded gold
becomes monsoon-
berries rot beneath the
bramble....

Read More

August
shaded gold
becomes monsoon-
berries rot beneath the
bramble....

Read More

August
shaded gold
becomes monsoon-
berries rot beneath the
bramble....

Read More

oaks intertwined way
her bramble tree clutches the air
a maze in motion...

Read More

Gorgeous poenies
in a forgotten garden
are choked by bramble.


Written on 5/5/2017...

Read More

August shaded gold
becomes monsoon-
berries rot on the bramble.

sultry -humid days
tempers simmer
inside...

Read More

Amongst the tangle,
the ramble of the bramble,
Heaven coruscates.

See?  There!
Past the shadow-
Blues and space.

Empty, the canvas of Form.
Empty, the canvas of Full....

Read More

thorns +thistles are our curse,
bramble +tumbleweed,our chore;
likewise our lives,
streessed with strain,
heartache +pain;
'til resurrection bodies
in a twinkle,one day regain...

Read More

some say
the world is
flat perhaps 

theirs
but mine has
curves that define

no straight lines but 
places where the 
sun can set

behind the 
pear and
peach

trees
or the
rasp

berry

bush...

Read More

The opossum had an enormously surprised look on his face.
What did he see? A mouse? A croc? A snake? Guessed Grace.
We did not get to find out, for he screamed and ran outside.
Dove into a bramble bush and did his best to hide....

Read More

Oh, long ago secluded path
   On through the green wood ambled

Winding, winding evermore
   Through brush and forest bramble

By stream and silent meadow
   Its onward course did wind

Forward, forward deep
   This path of no mankind...

Read More

I see grandmother's bonnet moving above the bramble.

My mother tells me not to keep eating berries. 
My little pail fills so slowly.


mouth drips purple juice
clothes torn, skin bleeding, itching
spill berries again...

Read More

Fuming fires fell four feet
Before they found the flax to flame.
Then off they roared burning 
Bush, brier and bramble.
But suddenly they came to sand
A clearing stopped their stand.
Down they died deflated, gone
Defeated by some silicon....

Read More

In scarlet hues, along country lanes

Berries greet the eye.

Hawthorn, rosehip, bramble too

The season passes by.

A change of mood pervades the air,

A subtle slowing down.

Summer soon will take a bow,

As autumn dons her crown....

Read More

Sitting on a sinking stone bench overlooking
headstones overgrown by bramble and bush,
I listen to weak whispers of sad spirits who
await release to the other side.

gentle chimes
pleasing tones
   scattered to the winds
dark shades 
	search the sky...

Read More

.

     i'm pick'n bramble thorns
                 piercing
              mine limbs
                  whilst
              at distance

                  oooh
                  you

                yummy

                 pick'n
                berries...

Read More

Atheist or Pagan
which gets to dream
reasoning stilted
 spirits unseen

Rational narcissist 
tribal taboos 
if given the choice
it’s easy to choose

Atheist or Pagan
contrast to compare
the first in self-worship
—the second aware

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)...

Read More

Natures sweet angel has arrived
metal eye that doesn't discriminate
invisible warrior jousting with a giant
slowing the destruction of earth's heart..
David slaying Goliath with sling and rock
from the cool-cool lungs of a bramble God
We're always six feet from our prayers...

Read More

There was a dying breed outside
The forest.
They rose with pallor relished
And true.
Like rhythmic bramble they 
Trotted through stream,
Mares and lovers gave way.
Rivered with Rilke,
A new day came to pass.
The ferrets of the un-furrowed brow
Gave brilliance to our every breathe....

Read More

Dawns Just Like This

Covid Summer 2020


Dawn easing through
Needle-Eye The Organs once
clear-cut, parsed plain, it seems,
like the desert, flattening its curve
over, bramble, pepperweed roughage,
just for us, on dawns just like this, 
breath-fresh, not one woke soul sick....

Read More

Near
heaven's
gate,
God's throne,
Seraphims
gather.
Cry,
Holy
Lord, dispose
uninvited
wild bramble,
for it
sheath,
consume
the pure soul,
in your
lush
garden
plants.

6/12/2021


Waltz Wave Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman...

Read More

Only yesterday I was but a child
Dreaming of a victory
That one day will be mines

Destining to be an Olympian
Wanting to achieve
Determine to believe
I’ve got to succeed

The task is at hand
I‘ve got to go the distance
Anything is possible
Victory is mines.

By Patricia Howard Bramble....

Read More

timid violet
safe under green canopy
organic beauty
woodbine and bramble haven
hedgerow of many secrets







Roses are Red, Violets are Blue
Chosen form: Tanka
chosen flower Violet
Valentine Challenge
Sponsored 
by: 
Andrea Dietrich 
08/02/2022

Pixabay image Pat_Scrap...

Read More

Highfield, my field,
It’s where I wonder. 
It’s down the path
Just over yonder;
A little forest,
Silent and still.
Over run,
With Unfettered will;
Knotted thorns, 
Of a bramble Bush.
The charming song, 
Of a fieldfare thrush;
The air is still, 
No wind did blow.
And Bury me here,
When I grow old....

Read More