Brook Poems - Poems about Brook

...“birds care not for whom they sing” - Silent One You have your place in nature's choir, Singing creation's songbook. You're divine when you sing what you desire, Like water in a brook, Or leav......Read the rest...

...Sitting silently a new thought on horizon my lifeline photo my lifeline photo an encouraging redrose my life's symphony my life's symphony dancing brook in the forest Skylark dip in glee ......Read the rest...

...Roots and Dandelion Dreams: A Mother's Heart - Daniel Henry Rodgers At dawn's first blush, milkweed pods, burst with a sigh, A feathery shower of, silk send......Read the rest...

...Some letters seem superfluous, you’ll cede: but with no tulips, spring would not be spring. We’re used to think in terms of things we need. Desiring counts for more; it bids us sing. I find my ......Read the rest...

...Blue twinges of lament cast gaunt shadow o’er my dreadful pang as a grim mist segued into dark claustrophobic cantons where rabid zeal of hearts once smouldered from magma’s deep red vein Y......Read the rest...

... A low wind prowls like a tiger in the long reeds. Water rats race across a brook creating arrowheads through the stream. From a tufted hillock I watch small fish darting, chasing edibles ......Read the rest...

...know when death knocks it will brook no delay ~ may we nonchalantly take it as play......Read the rest...

...In whispers soft, the rustling leaves confide, Secrets shared upon the forest floor, Their gentle murmurs in the breeze abide, As tales of ages past are whispered more. Beside the brook,......Read the rest...

... Now, quite suddenly Spring is sprung on us with sunny fields of colorful flowers; without the wicked wind, without the fuss of princesses in their golden towers, for even those in servitude ......Read the rest...

...I worry that my coat will murder me. Hanging on Banister’s Edge it’s a man lurking, dark. I’ve seen rows of killers shadowed and waiting, hidden in the ridges of the living room radiator, ready......Read the rest...

...Lost in the solitude of time they journey through the forest in their mind, searching for a path that would lead them out of the dark; the woods were so thick that they had to cut through the shrubs ......Read the rest...

...The story's told of bygone days, Of a man named Vince with his soul ablaze, While the hearts of animals far and near Were filled with abject dread and fear. The best these beasts could do was run......Read the rest...

...The Naked brazen placid blue Meets its foe the dark forbidding nemeses Who unleashes his growing anger and fury Obliterating and defeating his enemy Proclaims a victory and unrolls his miserable ......Read the rest...

... Is it the cinders of hope? Is it the life which wheezes unfailingly? Is it the enduring ,crimso......Read the rest...

...My shame is my scarlet letter Sewn stitch by stitch by years A scarlet letter emblazoned An alphabet on my chest A superhero’s symbol disguised Find me a phone booth Tear off my Brook B......Read the rest...