Yews Poems - Poems about Yews

The Crow Bar

...
"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injec...

Birds of Future Springs

...Bird watchers say
 there are birds that return in spring to play
build a nest, raise their young
 but as seasons change there are always some
who stay the winter, forage for seeds
 familiar ones...

Needs Must

...Needs must

	A stairway to heaven or the gateway to hell?
	Will feelings stay with us? Only time passed will tell.
	As I sit in the graveyard lost lives hear my call,
	They sing “Will you join u...

Top Dog On Olympus

...Nero the god! I had a dream. 
There I was at the foot of Mount Olympus.
 Mother was with me as usual. 
As we reached a cross-roads, Agrippina said: 
"Come Nero, here we turn left" But I said: 
"...

God's Breath

...Shadowy images creep in
 carried on a cold, November wind
and easing through the leaved trees
 autumn gives one last final sneeze
as every leaf and even a branch or two
 fall from the distant fo...

Autumn Kiss

...Suddenly, the days are colder
  wind rushing briskly on my shoulder;
summer shadows fade and disappear
  in the cloudy grays of the northern sphere.

Here it comes, the autumn fall
 mix of wind...

Accoutrement

...
Cinnabar sentinels stand swaying in the mist of morning
through whispered hush and gentle breeze, like jewels , the leaves adorning.

Cool the streams in cresting waves float laurel barques ...

A Haunting Wooded Tale

...,It's like some long lost fairy tale 
That's handed down through time
But couldn't be, as you will see
For this strange tale is mine.

I chose to take a country road 
I do from time to time
To...

When Daylight Seeps

...When daylight seeps
‘round curtains sadder than the hangman's noose
To a room where brooding melancholy sleeps
Where are you, outside of lifes lone excuse?

When steaming food
To polished plate...

Slaughter of Trees

...searching for the perfect word on virginal paper
leads to the cut, to oaken tears, to a sorrow of yews;
then the unbalance, rowdy tracks of leaves and
branches, the pushing down against green burs...

Rape - trigger warning

...October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy ...

I Am the Artist of My Life

...I Am The Artist Of My Life

Aloft the hills I sit
The world behind
The clear sky above
I, my master,
And my soulful thoughts
Reaching nothingness.
So what is this life all about?

I continu...

The Churchyard

...Long grey stone around the Church
festooned with ivy 
and marked with lichen.
Marking its perimeter.
Long lines of ancient yews
closing it off from our world.
The Church stark, forbidding.
Its Norman...

~an Elegy To Father Lost~

...The dial counted down the suns demise
while bats danced waltzes above churches roof,
and breeze played melody through wooden guise
of pseudo organs; stolid yews aloof.

Hungry lych-gate waited w...

Farrio Onis Ferratus

...Ranted I in fiery dance
Upon the rushed floor.
It plyeth mosaicate from out my thought.
Lucid it creels through battlement and prepapace.
Upon this tower, I cleveth Erin’s loved lorne lore.

It...

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