Brooding Poems - Poems about Brooding

...In the dusky depths where dreams dance daringly, A story whispers, woven with whispered wonders, Beneath the branches of a brooding, barren tree, Where shadows linger, lost like forgotten echoes. ......Read the rest...

...As cave-dweller O man, thou wert crudest, Ere nigh modest and a bit civil made, In a painstaking long march to the crest, ye evolved as seed of creed mutated, And struggled hard before ye s......Read the rest...

...The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started. —T.S. Eliot Over stressed waves of ebb and flow of salt. How swell, my voyage is, in float through cave. Is sought, th......Read the rest...

... A rouged sky paints a clown's face, on a dawn rising moon. The open earth, that not closed in by brooding trees, but is as spread-out acres, where the hush and harken darken eyes and ears, ......Read the rest...

...In the visiting room evening's ebony is shellacking everything. He sits across from me at the sable-shaded table, in shades, pours black coffee pungent as the Gauloises he smokes, his sun-starved ......Read the rest...

...And flashes of that fond love often fire A silver-lined dawn’s see-through, lucid dream, Radiant flames of heart-felt young desire Leap to burn bright and in no time turn grim, And prompting ......Read the rest...

...(the first day of March) Am I as lonely as that cloud? I kneel this early time of day. The traffic’s quite thin now, not loud, while I am crouching, seem to pray! St David’s Day is here, wit......Read the rest...

...musings past & present linger long perspective changes all mellowness of memory gathering dust brooding in a contemplation so vulnerable in thought unsure in deed ......Read the rest...

... It's been years since we walked away from each other. Long ago, I stopped looking back because I was afraid that I'll not see your footprints following behind me. Each time I dared......Read the rest...

... Brooding in the Ocean's Ominous Depths Enthralled by the hum of Unfathomable Enchantment Humming A Lingering Verse of Her Song, Gliding Along the Current Searching for the Turquoise Pearl She......Read the rest...

...Remember to listen, beneath the whispers, Where silence meets gentle, Where kindness meets grace and light, Light reflects the music of our praise, our souls, Breaking through the stars, the heav......Read the rest...

... Evening (Tense late calm) Late vigilance, evening colors, everything quiet, dead, rigid, Many of my memories disappeared, the day took them far away, they disappeared into grayness, Now I'm......Read the rest...

...In words, straight from this writer's heart ~ my soul, or some other sensitive anatomical part, I consider a poem a failure, without success when poetry readers consider it a bloody mess. Sometim......Read the rest...

...I am the void I am the wrath I am the undulating sun seraph In the temple of the butterfly The shadow is my alibi ~moths, in rooms full of angles circle, languishing slow as death caugh......Read the rest...

... With cloak removed... I'm as liable to get lost in a daydream as I am to scream with delight when a chrysalis releases a Monarch. I find nights enchanting when stars are aglea......Read the rest...