Wilts Poems - Poems about Wilts

... The sun still spills on the oranges' skin, Bright as the lies we bury within. The sea is patient, the palms still sway, But silence gathers at the edge of the bay. How many rules must the war......

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...A FLOWER THAT BLOOMS God sees your life as a flower That sprouts, grows, blooms, wilts, withers, and dies in one Day. And it is not so much the way the Lord sees how you were Rooted to the wor......

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...“as we passed her she did wilt which caused in us sense of guilt since our stance perhaps did cause to put her heart’s joy on pause   though we’re gentle, not hostile we diminished ......

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... CARPE DIEM the earth tilts winter wilts solstice seizes the day......

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...I love you in pieces, in moments where you're here and in the ones when you're lost. In the fog of a need too deep to understand. Your smile comes like a rare flower, so beautiful, so fleet......

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...This is my modern English translation of the poem "Stages" by the great German poet Hermann Hesse from his novel "The Glass Bead Game." "Stages" or "Steps" by Hermann Hesse from his novel The ......

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...she comes in the night cloaked in frost and snow, quiet as a breath held too long, stripping the leaves from the trees with the same tenderness as a lover’s goodbye, painting the world in shades......

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...These are nature poems about unusual plants like the moonflower and agave. Moonflower by Michael R. Burch after Robert Hayden Marveling, we at last beheld the achieved flower— both aw......

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...Your petals wilt, Your rose has resolute. Fearing its completion, Its ballet is sung, Dragging its roots along Your rose has begun withering. Dirt covered masking Leaves branching of torme......

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...These are English translations by of Latin poems written by the ancient Roman female poet Sulpicia. V. Reproach for Indifference by Sulpicia translation by Michael R. Burch Have you no ki......

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...English translations of Latin poems written by the ancient Roman poetess Sulpicia. I. At Last, Love! by Sulpicia translation by Michael R. Burch It's come at last! Love! The kind of love......

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... Who would ignore a giraffe? Place it off-centre and perhaps I would, on a particularly grey day where I was all but disappearing myself "Please point it out to me," I might say, all the col......

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...If fate opposed is useless, what great need is there to challenge dark despair's great power when spirit dies, and soul, mind, body bleed, as hope wilts like a melancholic flower? Whe......

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...Surreal sonnets found their way into the cavern of emptiness, Scrolling through rusting rhymes and concrete couplets, All in a chaotic cadence of crème de la crème. This hard-held heart bar......

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...Mule minded  Plough, my mule a furrow in my name  the almond tree blossoms there will  be another furrow  in my name memories collect  spent bullets  in a mass grave  in pursuit of know......

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