Silts Poems - Poems about Silts

...RIVER deep MOUNTAINS high A babbling burn in feathered ferns into rivers unseen a stream of freshwater clean silts against sloping banks & current slows into eddys of rivers ......

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...*Image of Flying Cranes by Pixabay. Zoetic Long-Legged Birds A crane flew down and stood still on its stilts, their necks straighten in flights, a heron too would stand i......

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...Winter melts &seeps deep below permeates cathedrals with snow in spate nature's blood in flood in moorland gorse new springs become ......

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...' The gods' spake to all who had 'wide' ears... but all they heard was Apollo's muse....' How leavened my soul to search, wooly and wild to the waxxen wind, how swift my wi......

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...Inspired Thinking Inspired, I’m thinking I haven’t an inkling From where it comes And where it’s going. Crawling from a rock Laid down atop Fossilized dream silts Beneath the rivers of M......

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...hedgerows greenup- nature's pastiche awakens from winter sleep. Quiet greets the Spring morn, a shaft of light diffuses night snow melts slowly- a trickle,unseen,runs free begins a new s......

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...inspired by Ricks contest theme Winter melts and seeps deep below, permeates cathedrals with snow,then in spate,nature's blood in flood . A babbling burn in feathered ferns to riverine unseen,......

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...A raging river tenaciously floods Tannins and silts combine to dark blood A hut, just fifty metres, occupying their sight Two men, cold and wearied, stuck for the night An adventure all plan......

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...Glancing down from breathless heights, Amidst climey sighs, The looming colossus awakens from slumber And stretches across Thelwalls linear skies. The hot engines hissing steam - Recalled from f......

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...The waves lick the pier-deck beams, a boat has passed upon the lake to shuffle the song upon the wind, ebbing whooshes..... The smoky waters still to tease slow with ancien......

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...How leavened my soul to search, wooly and wild to the waxxen wind, how swift my wings though my fancy yearns, catching sights amorous upon its brim; The cradled seeds of creation ......

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...O burgeoning soul of sweet things mellowed to summer's surge, with autumn's dim appraisal loitered to a final song of ditties, the oozes of eve ferment my fewest keen-felt pu......

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...Between a sky of pale blue, streaked with white, and a glassy sea of royal blue, there lies a land of lavender rock, where wind blown grasses grow in briny patches around weather beaten hous......

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...The day flows by just like a slow moving river washing over all in it’s path carrying away the cares of those in need of this moment in time. Moving down and away forever as far as you can s......

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...Winter melts and seeps deep below,permeates cathedrals with snow,in spate nature's blood in flood .In moorland gorse new springs become a tumbling source.A babbling burn in feathered ferns to riv......

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