Steeples Poems - Poems about Steeples

...People By J. A. Long People are people regardless of Ethnicity and history Even in feeble steeples During the Christmas season Which is the coldest time In America People are proverb......Read More

...Ever-changing Autumn, its shapes and shades. Fanning breath stirs the heavily laden; transforms and redraws like playful charades, prepping, and grooming, all the misshapen. A pasto......Read More

...Cypress trees like evergreen steeples rise above rows of gravestone woes, their shadows lie side by side like railroad ties across writhing paths banded like snakes; the gravel birth cords sinuo......Read More

...Lights flickered as evening woke the tired lagoon where wrinkled reflections and silhouettes of a million spruce steeples tickled the horizon. A chorus of slapping halyards joined......Read More

...An icy breeze runs briskly through my branches. Branches once adorned with luscious green needles Now charcoal black and broken, growth given no chances. I shudder and reminisce when my branches s......Read More

...Encourage someone today O' passions flower Father's Sons and Daughters Old withered tree beneath thee Rain clouds over me Unto the altar I have done judgments And for them always ......Read More

...Boughs of evergreens grace mantles above fireplaces. Children await Santa Claus with smiles on their faces. Beribboned wreaths are hung on many a front door, but to me the spirit of Christmas ......Read More

...Pending next droplet, drip mirror spherical Rolls speedily down leaf spine, drops sluggish Earth splatter tsunami sends ants hysterical Stunned dusk undergrowth inheri......Read More

...Imagine if Putin gave thanks rather than sending tanks What if he helped Ukraine's people rather than crushing their buildings and steeples What if he took the high road versus death and des......Read More

... "5" benevolence and favour seemed to be absent in the world grace, a name whispered before a meal shared 5 fingers on each hand steeples, hiding people g......Read More

..."The soul of Nature, echoes endlessly through the infinite rhythmic tick tock of the seasons." Quote_by Poet Dawn awakes as it was given a brush And a palette of watercolors ......Read More

...Devils Pale demonic devils Satan The earth he is hating People Destruction to steeples Desire To cast them in the fire Earth A realm under the dirt Is hell All the devils of hell......Read More

...Addiction to Poetry Soup A Questiom Why do people live on this site? I do not know if it’s wrong or right... Not only poetry, which to me is fine! But life ....,online, ......Read More

...It’s beautiful only at its best Not a cold pillow to take rest The snow tucked into crevice pits Steep steeples where one can’t sit Aerial view indeed makes one awe To linger and trepidatiou......Read More

...As this sphere spins within my hands, I can see and feel billions of people. They laugh and work and pray; Within and outside my steeples. ..I've handcrafted them all, ..Each and......Read More