Mound Poems - Poems about Mound

... brown specs mound hill like sand, grains of sugar-salt midst the top of the ground ~ twit the grass flowing ripples running ants on and climb over ant hills Written wo......Read the rest...

... Winter is coming to its striking end Winning crowns for its glorious fulfillment Lush greenery soon grows its perfect blend With multi-hues in mesmerizing vent. While sunrise showers bles......Read the rest...

...Chet Atkin’s life work was profound Mr. Guitar made Nashville’s sound There’s no one to fret Yet do one more set From around his burial mound......Read the rest...

...Afar off as Luna disturbs the briny sea air, its pallid lips farewell kiss of former throne fairs to absence. Heir apparent solace a crown restored as its Hymn privilege rejuvenates Sol......Read the rest...

... He appeared out of nowhere and convinced me to sit with him for a drink. His eyes were wide and glistening, his brow - of the knowledge within. I asked him his name and where he had been living......Read the rest...

...No one’s exactly sure how this buffalo in the 1960s Found its way to live in the heart of the city How it separated from a sky stampede How the great beast dropped its guard and refused to riot W......Read the rest...

...Quote:"True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories."-- Florence King In the quiet folds of memory's embrace, Where whispers of the past find their place, There lies a fr......Read the rest...

...It would be a disaster! What would? The defacing of the burial stones. Who am I communing with? The council. Ahh, that's not as mysterious as I'd hoped. I might not have gone into the burial......Read the rest...

... Talk about strutting your tail-feathers, and using your assets to get what you want, when calling card is no gambit or bluff to flaunt- In the crimson sky, read taled, "Glinted Eye", a......Read the rest...

...You march through the village with guns, missiles and rockets, and scrutinize the people, with foolish command that ravished the entire village before the break of dawn. You make appointment with......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Welcome to the land of love, blood, milk and honey I will begin with the four words; love, blood, milk ......Read the rest...

...It is a tale known throughout the ages Of how a hunter ventured into the woods In search of a doe. And not just any doe, But rather the most beautiful, Wild, And graceful of them all. ......Read the rest...

...When you are feeling extra blue. You just wish the earth would bury you, In your mind let the earth make a mound. Gather all the joy you have ever found. Don't let anything in life seem s......Read the rest...

...“I feel my life so empty. It is preferable to fill a tomb to being doomed to live out a life that is empty” ~ By Poet. Darkness encompasses my space. My future is seen so bleak wher......Read the rest...

..."Let the sea be my grave and the crest of waves my monument," ... by the Poet. As winds embrace a mound of cold in distant view where life unfolds, and flowers bloom in colorfu......Read the rest...