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Best Poems Written by Terry Sirup

Below are the all-time best Terry Sirup poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Windy Hills

The sun does beam
Over many a quick stream
That run into valleys flourishing with floral
Where the wind howls with seemingly no morals
It lashes out it's rage against swaying, tall trees
High doe they stand, and far doe they see
Rain falls light
Unless cursed with the winds' might
But on hot, Summers' eves
Does the wind blow little but leaves
Cooling and soothing
Still ever moving
Far is it's reach
From hill top to sandy beach
Carrying birds to and frow
Ever discouraging the hunters' bow
It is a thing of love, and a thing of hate
In any matter it is a thing of great debate
The air it fills
But never as greatly as the valleys' windy hills

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The Wallflower Within

Blooming flower in Spring's light,
Petals blooming without fright.
Wandering breezes yet to grow,
Still moving ever slow.
Sunshine touching the skin,
Light finding the areas within.
Sweet fragrance of Morning's dew,
How can I ever forget the scent of you?
Your thorny Rose draws blood,
An emotional sky lets loose a flood.
Tears from the clouds to help you grow,
Your roots hushing the rivers full of Roe.
Awaken pretty flower to the Sun's light,
Soak in the warmth after the Moon's light.
All the darkness from the Night's cold,
Turns the forthcoming dawn's brilliant light into gold.

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Past Paradise

Over lush green mounds
Did stand many thriving towns
They did spread over vast azure pools
With help from shipbuilders' mighty tools
And mighty were the first to land on those shores
Valiant are they now in myth and lores
Strong were those who weilded weapons in battle
Stronger yet were those content with land and cattle
Amongst the trees so dark and tall
Were many bountiful victory feasts held in Fall
Many were the men who took comfort in the splendor of wine
And many more who took kindly to women most divine
But less yet took wonder to the riches of gold
These men were bestowed upon as kings mighty and bold
Great kingdoms did they build to abide
With many steers to raise and ride
Above in the heavens have many lights shone
As they still do though those times are gone

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Babbling Brooks

When the clouds’ part and the sun does rise,
A glimmer of hope felt for my treasured prize.
Vast above the sky shimmers blue,
Forever in search for a heart pure and true.
Over rolling hills, farms and babbling brooks,
Through glimmering eyes and dazzling looks.
To the horizon they dream and leer,
Forever trapped in what is ever so near.
So far from the feathers of my soft, warm bed,
Nothing but the hard ground to comfort my head.
The big expanse of the night’s sky,
Shows the tears from love’s lost eye.
How I miss my home and Mate,
Every day I wish for Yesterday’s forgotten Fate.