Tarns Poems - Poems about Tarns

...In my New York suburb, I’m mildly fond Of Helvellyn Road, and Gracemere pond But the original Helvellyn called... Ravenglass too, even the name enthralled. Of Lake poets, I eagerly read And I ......

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...We wander for form, but at a snail's pace We grasp pure air and feel the hills fully We find joy walking to our desired place By gazing, we might parse where fine sprouts face We wa......

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...O to be in England in the early days of spring when the golden daffodils steal the heart and make it sing. Roaming the Lake District far away from urban noise, by cascading water......

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...O to be in England in the early days of spring when the golden daffodils steal the heart and make it sing. Roaming the Lake District far away from urban noise, by cascading water......

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......is what we see Emotions are the weather of the mind We live between peaks and troughs The former breeds hubris with downfall built in The latter deals with death,darkness and despair Our mood......

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...We seek out the high places, For mountains soothe the soul. They fill a heart with joy, They make a spirit whole. So let us away then, Let us scale some dizzy heights. Let us wonder at the m......

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...Deep In The Mountain Tarns Deep in the mountains, Beyond a lost road, Mystical spirits Have their wild abode. Lonely abysses Of primeval dread, Forests were freely the shy fairies tr......

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...RICH IS THE BLOOD! A witch has capabilities to get me if I am curse. God knows she can scare a stone in his or her godly works. However, the road I travel leaves he......

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...Gulls and Other Birds. As we left harbour seagulls and their mewling followed us for a few hours, then they slowly disappeared and we were in a world of floating iron with cargo in the ship´s h......

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...Kaleidoscope of Life. And behind the forest sings that nothing is the way you think and try as you might make love to one you do not love gives a feeling of lost time, of a useless pursuit of fi......

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...Nature Strives to be beautiful Morphing myriad, earthly hues from macrocosmic frippery. Her perfumed zephyrean breaths Intoxicate the atmosphere Stirring those that breathe to wildness That o......

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...For milliards of tough years You have stood in our midst Unperturbed, indomitable And you have enticed the rain And it has showered our fields Our ridges and verdant plains And filled not only our ri......

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...Sweet summer winds, hear me Ne’er endure this bewailing daybreak For where whether not daylight rises Now silenced eternal under prettified blossoms Sleeps that sweet beauty that defined me. Und......

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...Tomorrow will be too late to pen the imminent Hold onto the moment and sketch the future Backdrops must be moved for change Leads and understudies pass by or fade Wrest the quill from the bot......

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