Wester Poems - Poems about Wester

...But Not The Mountains There is no sound from the mountains Unlike that of  the Magpie The kereru or the Bell birds Or the tractors rumbling across the paddocks There is no sound from the mou......

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...I A few hours after April 9th began My puppies yelping woke me, helping Me be thankful for this holiday - Easter day! Better yet: Resurrection Day For Easter was pagan, named for Oestre A Persi......

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...A steam of sub-consciousness takes him to kissing a bouquet of rivers Blessed by fortune and mindfulness Tim follows his passion for nature Star struck the Horizon unfolds over a canopy of brea......

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...Every morning at the window aside, I find myself waiting for the sun, To raise up and melt the snow, The frost so hoar and numb. Brooding on my thoughts so long, Never did they hatch in this ......

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...The greatest holiday gift I ever received Goes back so many, many years Before my life became turmoiled And before my tears for fears I was a child like many out there Torn, strewn and split of ki......

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...In a place called Wester Ross An area in the Highland Glens Lie fields of atrocities past That deter the bravest of men It all happened so long ago On a bleak dreach winters night A few farme......

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