Steeple Poems - Poems about Steeple

...Walking a city that isn’t your own, While part of a group or a couple, alone, You notice the buildings, the shops and cafes, All prepped and inviting to welcome your gaze. Of course, more than ......Read the rest...

...7:15 on a Sunday evening Sparrows abdicate a sunny throne Chattering Coyotes scan the field Church doors are locked The swirling scent of incense settles Cold winds whistle ‘round the steeple A......Read the rest...

... Just nodded yes, when my ego had said no Lost all consuming forces, simply let go Met you halfway, instead of skirting the square Perhaps sat down, when you brought over a chair Found quan......Read the rest...

...We danced all night on Maxwell street singing the blues and eating chicago style hotdogs driving by Halsted my hair blew in the breeze as I winked at the Cermax river flowing of winter gree......Read the rest...

...thorns roam across my forehead a thousand squirms prevaricate, of the silhouetted sun dance the ice cream man can only melt hounds and the hustlers rejoice under beam the dead had quietly spok......Read the rest...

...Beauty appears as different things to different people It may be the reaching up of a towering steeple Or something pleasing to the eye Like blending blues up in the sky It may be a person sim......Read the rest...

... high on life the tippy top a star aglow Dayspring of everything a candle lit timeless and perpetual the earth received HIS great worth placed in a mother’s embrace a babe......Read the rest...

...Down the dirt road of the old farm village, where the sun sinks low, casting long shadows, each weathered cottage tells its silent tale. Creaking porch swings, paint chipped and peeling, invite......Read the rest...

...A Revised Edition From The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe, vol. II, 1850 In the icy air where the stars do sprinkle bright keeping time, keeping time with the jingling bells ......Read the rest...

...Bells, bells, sound of bells fall now and then in my ears, Their tone and timbre varying, sometimes singing, Sometimes jarring, sometimes rising to a sweet crescendo. Clanging and cl......Read the rest...

...Another Christmas day has come, Greeted alike in city and slum. The King of kings is born on Earth, To offer the world the gift of mirth. This is the happiest time of the year, C......Read the rest...

...There was something magical that night, Fairies flew around the green birches, Others glided up around the church's steeple, Until tired they rested in their perches. Below two lovers hugged on......Read the rest...

..."Most people would sooner die than think, in fact, they do," ... Bertrand Russell (Quote hidden within the Sonnet in Italics) Sonnet: Most of the time when......Read the rest...

...Buildings blue pink, yellow, orange and white in a row, and it is snowing. At midnight they seem to hover in the dark, and snow glows in the sky and on the ground. No telling if they ......Read the rest...

...There was something magical that night, Fairies flew around the green birches, Others glided up around the church's steeple, Until tired they rested in their perches. Below two lovers hugged on......Read the rest...