Storybooks Poems - Poems about Storybooks

...In a weightless state of tranquility, paraphrasing relentless thoughts of motion in my head into words, which 'til now have laid dormant in unsung verse, waiting for you to shine brightly upon......

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... I'm just a sweet, old grandpa cat, and now I love to stay inside. When I was young, I never sat; out in the fields, I'd hunt and hide. My family that cares for me has shown me how t......

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...on a rearing steed Sir Rowelph rode and rode, he rode through snorting nose of thunderous fan, his stallion galloping, charging, claiming land to the rhythm of a drummer’s hand down silt and du......

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...Surely it is the stuff of storybooks, the instrumental fanfare of lovers; Silhouettes strolling into the sunset, where did all of this delusion come from? Maybe a piece is grounded in what’s re......

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...Tonight I can write the saddest poem. I can write that the heavens are sad that's why the stars are dark, Or the heavens are heartbroken that's why the rain is red. Tonight I can fall in love ......

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...Please pardon mine assertion I dared to surmise familiarity with me, an avid reader and prolific writer (mainly to appease personal pleasure) thus upon embarking upon reaching out, your curios......

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... I wish for days past and yearn for that kind of love... and the wind whispers I wish upon the stars at night and hunger to go back, back to when things were beautiful in my wo......

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...Christopher Robin a friend from long ago, His author A.A. . Milne. His friends Winnie-the-Pooh, and Tiger Delightful and kind. He was seen with his friends, Champion of storybooks. Real f......

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...This is a poem about books Not just books, But what happens between us and books Our relationship with books To some- They’re only stacks and stacks of a series of words To some- They are th......

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...The day you were born you are mother and father's miracle, You were a very calm baby boy. Walter brought baby Erik and mom home from the hospital, Mom could stay at home with you for a few month......

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...My heart utters gently: you are seven; I am too. Yet, the bloom of womanhood carries us now unto fields where spiced pleasure and abandonment mingle… I reminisce our childhood ye......

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...I planted the Daffodils in the hills, You were thrilled as daffodil flowers bloom, Amonst the sunny summer fields, Our room filled with perfume of golden yellow, With view of dew crystals cov......

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...My better - half and my mum are the most important persons in this world to me The later is the dearest as u'd see Born under mighty and protective rocks A model with many positive char......

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...TECHNOLOGY has finally overcome STORYBOOKS; psychic VISIONS and scientists have foretold. COUSIN prefers these new-fangled technologies; it's a tiny book stronghold.......

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...The noise! All that wonderful noise! The hollers and wails, the giggles and laughs. The house-shaking clamor of girls and boys! But I to my old empty house must return, To an empty old bed ......

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