Yellowing Poems - Poems about Yellowing

...Coal-brown smoke smudged lightly with hesitant fingers into the wet grey sky at the edges, a yellowing of dried grass scattered with copper berries fallen from their vines, a leaf spinning craz......

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..."Every enigmatic environment enlists enlightened emotions" Quote by The Poet Spectacular silvery spangled, star studded sky, so serene. Under universal utterances uniquely unabashed, unseen. Wil......

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...yellowing grass under shade trees blooms of vibrant hues......

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... a crisp chill fills the early morning air dew drops periodically appear on the yellowing blades of grass as a light frost coats sh......

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...Springtime has arrived, And so has her yellowing; Shading everything:- And when her rains have fallen, Yellow puddles spring up; achoo!......

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...Like late eve of a slowly dying year, Yellowing leaves await when falling down, Soon to get trodden when dried to dull brown, A few still hanging on, life lived in fear, I too, on late life's......

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...If ever we needed to ventilate, it is now…the thickening tragedy of lies have become too heavy for the respiration of living truth… Indeed…the dire situation has reached lunging c......

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...We don’t craft and send no more Penned words residing in my draw Those dated thoughts and gone events Scrapbook of yore it represents Handwritten mood, pain and regrets Once sunny days, audaci......

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...Buttered Fields It was early when she was tickled awake as light eased under the eaves to trickle through a sigh of curtains, to whisper across the bedroom floor, to nudgingly nestle beside h......

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... The ruffle of fleece at her neck makes her feel manufactured, not born— brushstrokes of windswept wool, all soft edges and curves the color of old milk. Her lips were no artist's accident, ......

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... To weave a word, a fabric of thought, Each stroke on dreary image caught : Pale tinge of citrusy note, half drawn Written in bleak ,yellowing song-- Old letters soar now in ashen white, W......

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... Dream-like is she, gleaming softly through gauze of faded moon Auroral her flame imbued with wings so regal Yellowing sky's revue through wisps of haloed dew-- Somehow, she ......

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...sink beneath the surface every time goaded same event distorted until colour coded and always bedraggled and gasping for air terrified that this is actually fair failings cascade like works of ar......

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...I write There for I …. Write Unknowingly Of things Hidden In the fractured folds Of life Of moments Forgotten Yet lingering On the tip of the pen Yellowing The edges Of ivory pages. I......

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... The flesh sashays... so slowly... in time. Live long enough you'll become orphaned. Pray. the orphan is filled with chimes of sweet memories. The soul will certainly release from the chains ......

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