Afterthoughts Poems - Poems about Afterthoughts

...I'm going to leave my mark on all of these walls I am becoming a ghost in my own life Screaming running through the halls the vigor of my youth waltzing in shadow far behind me Afterlife aftertho......Read the rest...

...The drifts move their white weight as if the heaps themselves were snowplows. Again the sky dumps afterthoughts, the packed mounds are remodeled under new wind-plantings. When the land is a......Read the rest...

...Does my head in the guillotine promptly paint me guilty? My last meal, a full plate of your golden excuses But any attention means so much to me We’re going in circles, But feel free to say yo......Read the rest...

...In the dance of thoughts, we twirl, a symphony of whispered musings. Words, delicate as a butterfly's kiss, flutter from our lips, sometimes exquisite, sometimes in the gentle decay of letters. ......Read the rest...

...Labyrinth of Sighs Wondering through a labyrinth of sighs More platitudes with attitudes that never question why A litany of afterthoughts about where we go when we die An emboldened range ......Read the rest...

...If you do the opposite of what God tells you, are you listening to you? And if you do what God tells you, aren't you listening to you? Just a question that made my head spin. No answer needed, bu......Read the rest...

...Some astral jumpers land inside their flying suits like skydiving parachutists, others are thrown naked into places where thoughts are fig leaves. Then they shoot off like toothpaste from ......Read the rest...

...Nominative absolutes Options TTherapeutic endings displayed Hhappy afterthoughts of eternal life External affairs resonating ......Read the rest...

...Her golden locks glide grandly through our gladioli gilded garden gateway, I gulp ginormous groundbreaking gulleys, telltale tear tsunamis cut cataclysmic currents, raw reckless rupture of romant......Read the rest...

...it was of someone I once knew but I did not yet know it was of love and kindness a union of spirit a familiar soul but this was only a dream drifting in my night my heart takes flight du......Read the rest...

...Orange and oil The old man smells odd like burnt wires Black & cryptic desires oranges and oil! Static erupts like infinite fire. Noise white grows in volume, even higher. oranges and o......Read the rest...

...A thousand words later we’re still talking. I know I’m being reflexive, this banter a transparent way to paint clowns on speech bubbles; ripostes that ricochet off any real wit. Later......Read the rest...

...Oranges and oil old smells like burning wires Black cryptic desires An iron hand upon the velvet oranges and oil static noise white hot glows Softly in the night Ominous opulence ob......Read the rest...

...You helped me put a name to a face, And I kept my phone on like a porchlight, For you to run home to when you just couldn't decide. But that was before our glitter turned to dust, and m......Read the rest...

...Every age is a nursery for afterthoughts. I am a wardrobe for naked shelves, naked hips and joints, naked space. Behind me old clothes slung on a chair, nylon clouds, woolen hills all only p......Read the rest...