Brown Poems - Poems about Brown

Robert Sherriff - Australian - Poet - Author - Singer - Actor - American Historian – Photographer My Little Brown Shovel My little brown shovel, weathered and worn, holds countless memories within its rusted blade. It was...Read the rest...

I think the thing I think of most Is blood rare roast on buttered toast I smile awhile mile after mile I boast I eat it coast to coast But now the thing I think of now Is how...Read the rest...

plain peahens step aside as the peacocks strut into the barnyard they do a little mating dance, preening, showing off, being male if I had those beautiful feathers, I would be jazzier than any of them! The other...Read the rest...

You ask me what am I wearing A heart full of hazel hope A silver spirit daring and cherry caring My mind is not blind to green ghosts I’m carrying For teal time has designs of destiny I’m ferrying I...Read the rest...

She is brown sweet and kind. She is the apple of his eye. When she sees him it is like they have known each other for life If she were human she would be his wife. Here she goes...Read the rest...

White lies Blue cries Black eyes Red skies Purple pride Yellow high Orange sigh Brown goodbye ...Read the rest...

And so I submit to survive I so survive because I am blessed love and protected and guarded embraced in my Father’s arms in His light life ever recently I derived From His mouth spoken in...Read the rest...

Low rounded slick mounds glistening silvered brown flesh riverlet veins drain ...Read the rest...

A duty of a gentleman is to gently place his lips upon the forehead on the face ---of a delightful Chosen One eyes of almond brown such as a lightly kiss the eye in the...Read the rest...

A ladder of nine rungs leads up to a loft in my home, a storehouse of memories wrapped in brown paper bags, collecting dust. Poetry books, photo albums, framed pictures of my ancestors from Ohio, the elder poet among them. What...Read the rest...

He came home from a late night run to the grocery store, Bearing wilted flowers, roses once but not quite now. I’m an orchid kind of girl, but I put them in a vase just the same And...Read the rest...

A couple who’d been married for a few years were sitting together listening to music one day… when Van Morrison’s Brown Eyed Girl…on the radio began to play. “It’s one of my favorite songs!” He said. Which was something...Read the rest...

In Him, In Elohim ALL creator makes us for His Glory, we're part of His Glory He's the wit, the ink, the page HIS words write mine story--- "CREATOR IN ME I'M IN HIM- ELOHIM--WE ARE ONE" 5/10/24 Written words by James Edward Lee...Read the rest...

Father I adorn thee, agape is your claim Beautiful is your name I soul love you birth from above I have loved you with an everlasting love You are our Father All creator Elohim Lord alpha Omega you are...Read the rest...

I am lost without a love; Yet, I’m found within love; I THE OFFERING The love of my Father; Flows through me; I THE OFFERING As so in my soul He’s in me; I am more than just His son-daughter I THE OFFERING I...Read the rest...