Woollen Poems - Poems about Woollen

...The Journey The journey had been long, the path had been narrow, the afternoon was shortening and my destination crept closer. I walked on. The path still strolled ahead of me and no matt......

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...Musings of Love in Mithila’s Thoughts In weary times, when ebbing tides leave hearts forlorn, I yearn to cradle dreams alive, In the deep waters of your chest. When pain engulfs my restless n......

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...You can tell it's finally winter, the glaze of icy glitter Darker mornings, sun late dawning Freezing cold and bitter Woollen hats, chunky scarfs slippery and sliding paths children's runny n......

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...THREE MINUTES TO DONE Do I first bring water to boiling point To time the egg from that moment on Or from cold, to then be soft not hard That one might be tempted to discard But plonked in a c......

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... Soosa plans to go on a cycle ride, to a distant place, misty and wild where nature’s beauty could be seen the fog that could ensnare the eye. The teen girl was blissfully alone, rides throu......

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...SARTORIAL I went through my clothes the other day Yes, some are well-worn, others quite new They represent styles from both extremes Living, or once lived, a varied life it seems Can one assum......

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...If I were a lamb, I would be a favourite of the priest's. I, being so docile and so sweet, Would hold very still when they loop the rope Around my neck. And then I would trot So happily along,......

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... Did you ever see a cow with a green eyebrow Wow! Hope you sought some help Did you ever see a llama, wearing pink pyjamas Something more serious has developed Did you ever see a fly ......

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...There was a buzz in the air My Grandad had bought himself new gloves And get this 'half price!' "How did you do it Grandad?" I asked, quite wide eyed and looking for wisdom "Well, these were in ......

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...My dad built a house on a hill. How exciting to climb to the tippy-top then look down upon the roof, and dog home, the bean garden, and to sled the slope in Winter white. eyes delirious dazzled, ......

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... Winter is when snowflakes are falling Winter is when snowstorms come calling Winter is when the world becomes white Winter is warm fireplaces at night Winter is snowangels and snowmen ......

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...My daughters rushed into our bedroom and jumped onto our bed Shouting "Dad get up it's snowing, please get out our sled" I came to and rose from my bed and then I looked outside And to be perf......

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... Though the monsoon isn’t as cool as in the past, they snuggle under the blanket. This rarely used heirloom provides them with an ethereal......

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...HOMOPHONES Climbing To TELL A KNIGHT up HILL TALE of ready with shoes ......

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...“People of the world don’t look at themselves, and so they blame one another.” - Rumi He struggles to forget that little boy anticipating his hero's return. Staring out through a dark window,......

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