Frame Poems - Poems about Frame

...Freedom, freedom, where are you? Let my action be of choice and have the absence of necessity to liberate my mind from slavery. Produce the quality of good state in me. Freedom, freedom, wh......Read the rest...

... All day the world has waited for me to come and rest here, to welcome me into a picture it has composed with people walking their dogs along the water's edge and the wide, seaweed strewn be......Read the rest...

...Where goest thou soul? have you split again into your kaleidoscope frame in the body so vestigial contained what if there is not one Other but many that enter inside waiting to stake claim ......Read the rest...

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

...and time seems to still into a whirlwind of colors or maybe it's just you You shine so maybe for today repeated each crumpling brown leaf will be eyed as a blossom don't I deserve this dec......Read the rest...

...The heat is blazing underneath the earth and the ocean is polluted with plastic, mud and dirt, the sediment in the sea bed has reach the depth and the sea animals that roam the ocean floor feeds on t......Read the rest...

...Trailing clouds of glory do we come Until by the end we are left dull and glum. How it all came to this We are responsible For being so remiss The magic of our early moments Emblazoned in ......Read the rest...

... I Friend, whatever brought your life to end had no appetite for mouse flesh, nudged your small gray body on its side with a thorough sniff and left your corpse exposed on the asphalt path, ......Read the rest...

...ascent is certain but time frame unknown ~ destiny’s crested as of seeds sown......Read the rest...

...Your racing bike is broken with a bad derailleur. I look back at my life and admit it’s a failure. If a daft old hen laying scrambled eggs, so sad, can, Then I will concede that I’m an a......Read the rest...

...There’s always one who’ll play the game to fudge the facts and show no shame. But some efforts seem awfully tame for their pixels are out of frame. It’s genuine or so they claim. The experts vi......Read the rest...

...Turning sleep in a place In the Room of color Red. With many face streak with Blood. With many trace written in Walls. Did you see what happen? They eat they words. In a four side of a Square......Read the rest...

...“Conversation with my eight year old Granddaughter twenty one years ago. She is still different and I still have the famed four leaf clover” ~~The Poet~~ It’s got extra Grandma, look at this cl......Read the rest...

...MY VITILIGO, MY STRIPS In the mirror, I see a canvas unique, Where patches of light tell a tale mystique. My skin, like a tiger's, striped and bold, Each mark a story waiting to be told.4 V......Read the rest...

...Once grandeur, and perched on an expansive terrain The humble monumental frame that had bounced children's laughter from its walls And had displayed historical images Along its halls, ......Read the rest...