Provincial Poems - Poems about Provincial

...He watched her through the rusted window grilles; While chalk dust danced in streams of morning sun; His trembling hands left prints upon the desk wood; The ceiling fans cut through the province h......Read the rest...

...{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given a full P......Read the rest...

...Life leads me in mourning on an anniversary day, Among a bleak backdrop of ice and emptiness, Pure indifference in my troubled heart, I am sent from death in a new adventure. Sent to separation......Read the rest...

...As I stand alone held in place I am embraced He's beside me deep inside me provident and prevention provincial essence inside me open mind my eye... We are One So profoundly b......Read the rest...

...It wasn’t the life she wanted. This life drained the light from her eyes, Turning them to deep gray circles, Her voice lost its tone, She lost herself. Mothering was not a part of the plan. She......Read the rest...

... This beautifully designed Spring, star-studded night. Alive within these brave souls Of courage, truly, a breathless, Singular, moving delight! I am not here to be an advocate Onl......Read the rest...

...Everything stinks, nothing smells, as smell is the province of the nose and stink the invader of such provincial boundaries.......Read the rest...

...COLOURFUL LAMENT I combed cool waters of your baby blue crystalline Jewel as you waded waterfall waves washing my stellar rainbow rays Arching it melted into the warm womb of transducing......Read the rest...

...A NOTE FROM MALCOLM My advice is free, and time’s not billable Try speaking French and I will soon know Don’t claim a local or a provincial accent It really does not sound as if heaven-sent No......Read the rest...

...War weary wayward wanderer walking westerly Sadly slowly striding shadowy suburban streets Barely behaving bravely but blindly bound Coldly click-clacking cumbersome calloused cleats Tormented ......Read the rest...

...Gateway town, Mississippi and Missouri river flooding confluence, with its celebration of manifest destiny, its looming, iconic archway. Stainless westward marker, its culture flowed southward for ......Read the rest...

...Rabbits go dancing in soft moonlit meadows; Field mice, less boldly just waltz in the shadows. Moles and shrews surface, but can’t see a thing; Young thrushes and sparrows take flight on their win......Read the rest...

...Its sundown, the day’s been reduced to a crack of lavender and fiery pinks along the Massif des Maures mountains. This evening we’re sipping cocktails at “Les Toits,” the Hôtel de Paris’ rooftop rest......Read the rest...

...stunted emotions in a troubled maverick liberated by landscapes impassioned in pink green & blue fixation freedom in a mountain view the provincia......Read the rest...

...An Old Warrior This old man, sward in hand, takes a stand against the Provincial, the Municipal man. The power hungry, with all the appropriate tools, who treats us, his constituents, his vot......Read the rest...