Victorian Poems - Poems about Victorian

...victorian canal life - the reality (a true tale from from my maternal heritage ) We left our abode in old Cowfair haggled a price for an old shire mare Onto the landlord's......Read More

...Atop a walnut table with ebonised legs Sat a Victorian brooch, white and red. She wore diamonds and rubies brilliant and bright, That sparkled within all sources of light. Bejeweled little butt......Read More

...A Victorian house kept in perfect shape, A garden that made a beautiful landscape. A notice stated it was for a quick sale, But do beware of the ghost and its foul wail. It was the ideal place ......Read More

..."The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts."- Italo Calvino We moved into an inherited old house with a friendly ghost, our house is an old Victorian built along the ......Read More

... Life has many highways, one needs to travel them all. ......Read More

... My beloved poet - a Victorian bard, who took my breath away with his fascinating works, when as a teenager I fell in love with poetry, romantic and passionate. a poet from Victorian era ......Read More

...Tell me, Guys, Who have written the world problems in their poems? Sorry, Only few poets have waged war against the......Read More

... and snow dream)tears!Shout   i'm an over/undone heart     sweet muffin bird-like  feathers tickle me the streaked glass-water:  flowers between summer   hearts struck my eyes,   lips so tenderl......Read More

...Visiting right before Christmas Eve was her favorite Grandma Kay. Her granddaughter did not notice any presents, but that was okay. Just being with her grams was enough to delight Little Bitty Moll......Read More

...Who the hell is Etty Ket To keep interfering in my life? I keep hearing its not Etty Ket From my very soon to be wife. I bet she was a Victorian With a long pointy nose Red flanellette bloomers......Read More

...Bundled in a horse-drawn sleigh warm and cozy on Thanksgiving Day the children restless, we went on our way as the thinning forest began to sway and the gusts of wind set astray the vestiges o......Read More

...The melancholy way she twists her tresses. Brilliantly, seductively blond; forever mad. The pallor of her face, her wail expresses. Off and on her rocker, the specter confesses, But exc......Read More

...It was Halloween and a week at my new job as a broker in real estate, we have a new listing, an old Victorian, after years being stuck in probate. My boss excitedly told me the address, smil......Read More

...Marley Manor is that old castle-like Victorian high on the hill. The one on West Minister? Yes. That’s the one. It gives me a chill. Seriously, I would love to see; it always gives me a thrill. I ......Read More

... "As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire "Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns." Charles Baudelaire "Smell ......Read More