Turfs Poems - Poems about Turfs

...Woman of rationality not known to all men. Countess of Mercia, scent of a woman. Lover of masses, dream of sashes. In anticipation no other man tried, Wooing the coveted one fear of life tau......Read the rest...

...Yellow flower, grieving flower, pale flower, You were burnt by the sun and the hot rain. Ripe flower, matured flower, immaculate flower, You've indeed kept your phenomenal beauty sane. The half......Read the rest...

...Ping Pong A Game going on Aus Govt \ DJOKOVIC A Champion Vs Continent Down Under A sport sinister Short hearing Quick disbursal He’s deported back to Serbia! “Expelled for not taking drugs “ ......Read the rest...

...From the gentle water flows and the mighty windy blows, to the weeping willow trees further down stream, to the white water rapids, rushing like wildebeests. It's where the leaves are flying steadil......Read the rest...

...A frosty whitewash, whirling winter snow smoothly shrouds a secret silent slumber. Skies all awake, flying mosaics of row music chirps cavort the sunset amber. Gelid air turfs, chilled in birds o......Read the rest...

...Khatia Buniatishvili's Tour de Force of Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto N° 1 in B-flat minor on Zubin Mehta's 80th Birthday* … the caged-beast terrified defying the donderbus blasts vollies of mus......Read the rest...

...Unquotable quotes: Fashion modeling with an eye on footballers – XXVII Isn’t “haute couture” like “cordon bleu cuisine”? Both equally edible? You still have to pull the shrimp scales apart to g......Read the rest...

...The Columbia is a smooth beast that has introduced us to a semi tropic clime that produces a bewildering humidity even for November and a panoply of tree types that canopy the mossy turfs from a s......Read the rest...

...The Marshland In the middle of the fen where the soil is full of rotting foliage, roots of tree from the time the land was a forest, a dam where ducks swim and as is the way of ducks noisy in ......Read the rest...

...Bloods over flowing. Mothers tears pouring. Deaths in the hood sky high and still soaring. Brothers and sisters dying in their prime. Ghettos and hoods full of unsolved crimes. We attend more funeral......Read the rest...

... === *^* take the vivacious steps of my world's elated lilt *^* Burning effulgent golden daystar - mirrored, reflected Drawing up the facsimile of faith and luminescence Trees oscill......Read the rest...

...In the midst of woods A cryptic houri's crooning Euphony - suffused. Nocturnal deity humming her lyrical milieu Yarn of Utopian hymn of nostalgia Missing her sublime empyrean realm, now ... Place se......Read the rest...

... ======================================================== ~*~ Burning, gleaming effulgent golden daystar - mirrored, reflected, pictured Drawing up the facsimile of faith, ardour and irides......Read the rest...

...In the midst of woods A cryptic houri's crooning Euphony - suffused. Nocturnal deity humming her lyrical milieu Yarn of Utopian hymn of nostalgia Missing her sublime empyrean realm, now ... ......Read the rest...

..." I open the door and cross the threshold of imagination " In the midst of woods A cryptic houri's crooning Euphony - suffused. Nocturnal deity humming her lyrical milieu Yarn of Utopian hy......Read the rest...