Windowsills Poems - Poems about Windowsills

...Encased in an isolated castle of an old fool’s paradise, A decaying dagger rests upon a distressed oak table. Frayed book pages scatter across termite-riddled floors. The calligraphy carries......

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...Scents of burnt embers flowing over my windowsills Charred are the palm tree fronds that once fanned the breeze Seized are the pods, timbers Torches sparking shrills Behold the......

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...Venus Casts a tiny shadow Upon the ghostly snow From its candle held by an extended hand Of a cloaked man Who trips through the stripped trees Follows the fresh trail of reindeer To our seco......

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...In lacquered boxes, six feet down, Rest whispers of the unbought crown - The paintings left in mental drafts, The kindness stored away in crafts. Between the satin folds they place The morning......

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...I am a book Given to myself by my mother, given to herself by hers, and so on I am a name Given to me by my own pages turning past the last Wording on my skin, lifted with water and vinegar I am......

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...We talk small in big spaces Leaving the words around us empty helium balloons floating Wasn't my voice atmospheric It's disappearing into the clouds My muffled thoughts, my meaningless mumbling......

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...For I have eaten of manna I have witnessed the Holy Spirit I will not shall not flee in the face of Danny strange flesh messenger from hell a man and horse walking on hoofs wearing the buss......

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... Perched in a leafy tree sipping on poetry eyes trained on rolling hills toggling ‘tween windowsills points of vantage as yet unimagined heretofore ne’er examined ......

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...Children's Poems X These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Always by Michael R. Burch for Jer......

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...Blackout I sit in a blackout What can I do Wind is a howling The rain's angry too Windowsills rattle High up on my floor I live on the seventh And hear every roar I'm starting to fi......

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...Alberta has pulled me many miles, her hoofs are placed one after another, But on this night of Christmas Eve, She pills a load of hay behind her. So many young smiles with laughter, Candles flic......

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...This week, snow is expected in the hills A bitter cold Halloween like I remember Thinking about it gives me the chills Mostly the looming winter heating bills It’s time to caulk up th......

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...Tulips fronting daffodils Azaleas in pots on windowsills Rows of rainbow chrysanthemums Mingle with orange geraniums Bright pink peonies ready to pop A bird of paradise sits on top ......

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...curious little humans attacking flies in mid air tapping the air with tiny paws sitting on windowsills watching birds......

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...I welcome the silence of falling snow the virginity of pure crystalline flakes gathering to frost my windowsills But I watch while snuggled beside a fire a cup of cocoa and soft rock pl......

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