All Wet Poems - Poems about All Wet

...There’s a box lying somewhere. Somewhere in a dusty cupboard. Somewhere behind old paper, older words, and wounds older still. Somewhere no one can find it. I think about it, sometimes. Sometime......Read the rest...

... a boys own adventure has now begun on a beach blazed under a Turkish sun we`re here to take land from the evil Hun and are told we are doing this for everyone orders were given from the mothe......Read the rest...

...Red eyes don’t lie we are sleeping less Only because making love is the best Medicinal soul making my lips confess And we already know love as a test Neon nibbles love bites on brown neck Teal t......Read the rest...

...Love has it's bronze. I resonded with: ,,what do you mean?? Lukas talk with me!!", he turned around and said: ,, Time is getting near, but, It's nothing worth to give your all", his tears suddenly......Read the rest...

...Love has it's bronze. I resonded with: ,,what do you mean?? Lukas talk with me!!", he turned around and said: ,, Time is getting near, but, It's nothing worth to give your all", his tears suddenly......Read the rest...

... Quote By Poet: "Don't Let Books or Poems Become A Thing Of The Past." A bookstore I can not pass up, I need a new book I can read close-up. Books and writing ar......Read the rest...

...Quote By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day." Here in a lovely garden we sit, growing very close-knit. Our faces of pretty color, <>...Read the rest...

...Wet and dry both sought Crops like rice, corn in Pinas Enjoy robust growth.......Read the rest...

... With accompaniment of rain, the tweets pour into my ear. Saturation of sound, mottled bark and sodden moss. Must be the downfall of civilization, heavens tears. In God’s house, psalm’s blessin......Read the rest...

...The happy drops of the rain that irrigates the thirsty ground Carrying the memory of every soul In love with the rain they all sing Rain gives water, water gives life Life gives memories,......Read the rest...

...Along the South Banks, I sat staring at the river Shimmering in city lights, Ferries gliding by, Occasional airplanes in the sunset sky With a half-baked moon, All reflections are converging in......Read the rest...

...I am the breath of teardrops drying A whisper coaxed awak’ning on rippled pond Shadows creeping amid the grey stones Concealing both prey and predator A faint kiss to lift the butterflies aloft......Read the rest...

... In the cool of an autumn morning my father and his friend, Jimmy Kerin, would go mushroom picking in paddocks way out past the last suburban fence. I would tag along not to pick but feel th......Read the rest...

...A morning coincidence, to school we laughed and skipped - A cloud that drifted through the sky, from my mind it slipped. For many years and then forever, I would forget That happy race with th......Read the rest...

...Wrong is shameful in both the old and wise, Take it from one who's lived long enough to know. Life is a stormy sea of wicked woe, And tears are no less wet from older eyes. ......Read the rest...