Terraces Poems - Poems about Terraces

... When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows… …I’m awakened by triumphant morning shows radiating divine Artist’s pose supremely perfect nature can’t oppose along firmament’s celestial glows......Read the rest...

... "Ang hindi lumingon sa pinanggalingan, hindi makakarating sa paroroonan". (A person who does not remember where he came from will never reach his destination). Filipino proverb. Gift me wi......Read the rest...

... The Philippines, with its strategic location at the crossroads of the Pacific Ocean, and the South China Sea, is the Pearl of the Orient, the nickname used to describe the country since......Read the rest...

... Pearl of the Orient, the archipelagic goddess of the Sea, beautiful as the Magindara, who's siren song calls to me, her soul is as rich and sweet, as the chocolate hills of her bosom, terr......Read the rest...

...Surrounded by tranquil turquoise waters, Guarded on sides by oceans three, In the east by the Pacific, On the south by the Celebes Sea, And on the west by the south China Sea, There......Read the rest...

...Near the old docks in Genoa where old dwellings stand close together making streets narrow and families live is lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window l......Read the rest...

...My dream house no longer a mega mansion it needs to be with ceilings so high in them clouds can be seen No more acres of gardens with streams and ponds and fountains galore no more glorious storie......Read the rest...

...Champion of floral garden exhibit Mrs. Rose Meadow with daughters Rosal and R......Read the rest...

...Once almost a little village Within the city’s bounds, Huddled around the fish dock With its own smells and sounds, Streets of rows of terraces All well kept and neat, Pride shining through Ev......Read the rest...

...I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine; For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some sign. I habitually called him 'Sun' for short, and we ......Read the rest...

...Are there ghosts on Hessle Road Do the bell bottomed boys Slide quietly into Rayners For the pint, the craic, the noise. Do their pockets still jingle Until, having spent it all It's again thro......Read the rest...

...Though the west wind is, often, wild, It blows, sometimes, miraculously mild. It seemed I waited for such a tender time, To my stubborn friend to send my rhyme; A friendship that, once, divinely......Read the rest...

...In the City of Pines, vendors are everywhere. High and low prices are everywhere. The once cool region of overflowing love somehow narrowed its space for the younger generation because of commercia......Read the rest...

...I saw a man die who took a stance I saw he just wanted to give peace a chance I saw the boycotts and the embargoes I saw trafficking in human cargos I saw hedge funds, junk bonds, oil and......Read the rest...

...Early Poems XVII Morning by Michael R. Burch It was morning and the bright dew drenched the grasses like tears the trembling lashes of my lover; another day had come. And everywhere the ......Read the rest...