Withy Poems - Poems about Withy

The Lady Smithy

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The Lady Smithy
By: Miracle Man
6/4’2023

The words she used were sharp and pithy,
she had huge arms, her being a smithy.
She didn’t stammer, 
and she had glamour,
She eloped with a...

Categories: withy, for her, satire, work,
Form: Limerick

Lost Heaven

...I belong to an abscondered valley...
Where people are squandered by the armed moochers...
The whimsical parasites are more bigoted than a malingerer...
A false dogma- to Shanghai , to deadlock and...

Categories: withy, anger, autumn, emotions,
Form: Free verse

Love Without a Condition

...So many reasons given for love
on why 'I love you' but is that true?
why do we need a reason for it?
many love letters written but what's new

Can we not love yes L-O-V-E
just because that's wh...

Categories: withy, friendship love, i love
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Funeral In 1963

...Funeral in 1963


Beveled dusty cracked glass shielding Mother Mary enthroned,
Amidst flying angelic devotions atop whipped clouds of icy air,
Enslaved by an antique miracle made manifest in sta...

Categories: withy, funeral,
Form: Free verse

Fair Day

...fair day

tinkers came this morning 
out of the melting  sun
like a rainbow in a cloud of dust
their caravans noisily come

music swirled about them
and women's ribbons flew
in their coal bl...

Categories: withy, beauty, culture, dance,
Form: Free verse

The End of the Road

...A terminal always comes to us
wherever we are in life's pathway
it can't be escaped no matter what
faced head on or else we stray

There was a time in my life
when thoughts were doom and gloom
...

Categories: withy, life,
Form: Rhyme

Kate and Leopold

...There in 1876  Duke being Leopold
arrives in NY travelled through time
being steeped in chivalry
not gentlemanly is crime

Modern trends shocked him
for ladies got respect
with courtesy and ki...

Categories: withy, feelings, life, social,
Form: Rhyme

A Circle Green In Seasons Scene

...Wreath twisted by handwork combined
A wreath with strands of holly and vine.
A seasonal sign the withy willow with blood beads red 
With branches by hand, a woven wreath design.
Wreath writhing w...

Categories: withy, on writing and wordswinter,
Form: Prose Poetry

Ferris Wheel

...You keep my head spinning around.
You never take my hand anymore.
You always try to bring me down,
and ruin my dreams I have in store.
Guilt is written all over your face.
I'm not sure I really ...

Categories: withy, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love, music,
Form: Lyric