Billowed Poems - Poems about Billowed

... I like the wind when it flutters and flaps bed sheets hung out on a line - I like how it sweeps patterns across fields of tall grass and sends whispers through the trees. I like to see......

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...I drove over the grass in their front yard. Probably didn’t do that on purpose. But when you’re about to be towed. You run. You leave evidence. You can’t control it. As long as you avoid t......

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... When night has come like a thief in the night blowing winds of fierce by a blinding light When the moon's nightdress is a billowed glance in the same dark sky where the stars have dance......

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... I come here often, stop, and from the river bank, watch the ribs of an old wreck break through the surface on an ebbing tide. After all this time it still seems to crave for breath, to air ......

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... "Conversation with the wind, theme #5." Wind, will you whisper softly murmuring low as you blow lifting the birdies on your currents swaying the wildflowers in the meadow ......

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...Naught but a billowed vagabond A breeze longing to shriek Soar on an eagle’s up draft Plunge, predator-like, to earth Riffle the grasses as I pursue The limitations of my fate ......

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... Placeholder Avatar meditates faithfully on the fashion of understanding, adjoining together nothing and everything. Golden Intuition spurs self driven vehicle by the starr......

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...DISTURBING Last night at the witching hour, I was woken from a dream By the sound of ghostly howling And a shrill primaeval scream. I opened one eye cautiously And there ab......

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...ice formed in craggy spirals upside down and billowed on the outstretched arms of the sleeping winter Willow awaiting Spring’s warm charm misted sunlight peered through in sheer shafts of g......

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...White sheets rattle in surging winds billowed free I fly suspended dangling from stars dancing Moon cajoles like my father laughing at me Butterflies land in swarms gathering goodness Pouring sy......

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...Ice formed in craggy spirals Upside down and billowed on the outstretched arms of a winter dead willow still awaiting Spring’s charm sunlight peered through the glistening frozen crystals ......

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...We cannot tame a raging storm, so with patience, we must wait for the calm. ~ by poet The balmy afternoon had been fulgent and warm Until darkness foreshadowed an approaching ......

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...Prophesies by seers may be derided and prophets may be lampooned. But time may prove them right" By Poet. There was none to listen to him. His words were like: -A cry in the ......

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...Midst sullen storm and winter's grip, Secure and warm I toddies sip. By fireside glow my thoughts take wing. While watching snow, I dream of spring. Spring's swimming pools, azalea shrubs, ......

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...I want to do with you what the spring does with the cherry trees.” ~ Pablo Neruda He quoted an intimate line from a Pablo Ner......

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