Steams Poems - Poems about Steams

... oh ... let me ... I thirst for you like the desert for rain the thoughts of your warm places dance on my tongue like tangy candy saturating my palate and my imagination … I have no reward......

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...Biscuits like friends I'd like to portray Are best rediscovered On the rainiest day The kettle it steams The teabag is dry The sofa side table Is catching your eye Biscuits like friends ......

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...My lady friend and I sit on stumps. When she sings she rings the woods with a monarch's butterfly wings. A crowd of bikers on foot as hikers in thick with woods unsaddles moods. Old ladies ......

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... Dedicated to Loretta whispering winds wax full grace moon steams with prayers souls wane to rebirth circular sight sings her breath beams with angel wings soul note city skies ......

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...Wade in the Water While you can Afore it steams away Like the whistle of A boiling kettle......

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...Tired Soul In the morning light, my bones feel heavy, Each breath is a whisper, a plea to be free. The sun spills gold, but I see only gray, A weary heart trudging through another day. ......

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...I watch the harbor through the falling snow the sky and sea form one vast, gray tableau the sun is nothing but a weak, background glow the scene draws me, as if hypnotically. Five mile’s lighth......

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...I came back weary from the distant road, Yet I returned singing, calling it "homeland." Golden plains, stretching into the blue sky, I longed for the scent of your wormwood. Soft, dusty earth, sw......

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... Dressed in white christening gown Creaky snow break mountain melt Dissolves rigid in simmering spring Ached ankles pummel, putrid pond Ancient decompose steams surface ......

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...Cold air at the door Blanket of white snow Forlorn the trees sag Drooping branches bare Crystals of frost creep Yet it is warm The fire burns hot The blanket tight The coffee steams Hars......

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... Island of Light... Night's ocean swirls. Faces, masks of quiet. Coffee steams, secrets. Phantom signs, a beacon. For what? Emptiness echoes. Perched... Waiting.......

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...These are poems for my friend and fellow poet Kevin Roberts... Nightfall by Michael R. Burch for Kevin Nicholas Roberts Only the long dolor of dusk delights me now, as I await death. T......

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...Global warming steams at full speed - Bikini line seems to recede, The trendy touch speaks Volumes of bare cheeks - The climate gets hotter indeed!......

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...I have peace tonight. My world is complete. The great panes of glass  Are frosty with snow As it silently falls outside. The night provides a Perfect crispy black backdrop. Inside the fire cra......

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...'Twas the night before death...: All sleeping...who will breathe their final breath? Cryptic creatures climb throughout the homes searching for souls that shall seep away from their bones. Music,......

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