Caravan Poems - Poems about Caravan

...Moon Remember the moon a little. I parked my red caravan. Like chaos but quiet breezes.. Melting flowing liquid,metal fluidity. Steel mine. And bad gases. Mine of wealth. It's good in ......Read the rest...

...Ancient guardian of the sacred essence, You wander through the taciturn void of slumbering souls Where the shadow of truth gravely trickles into hieroglyphs, An affection imprinted, Upon the whit......Read the rest...

... Aided by the wind, entities take flight like prismatic colors- talismanning chanced direction "of watering misfit eye", looking for a new place to touchdown and......Read the rest...

...This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live. ......Read the rest...

...A shored life awakes the old patience is a virtue a wondrous light a way for the world one way passage yielding trifles abundant returns nameless faceless novelties in scro......Read the rest...

... Bilocation is a term that pecks at my mind's tree Seeking to make a hole and create a nest of fables Laying eggs of verity and hatching belief Whether a person can be at two place......Read the rest...

...Excise Exercise 2: In a wasteland decision is a choice. Faced with Life or Death makes progress clear- What are the options? Face the Fear of both. One brutal truth. Find love's surviva......Read the rest...

... Leaving behind the city grime and angry crowded streets of crime. The chimneys belching s......Read the rest...

... Ford score and...Chevy five years ago, my Model A strapping handsome big bro, (who sped like one speeding Triumph font lee, crow), wing, & swooping Thunderbird, with bold face observers whis......Read the rest...

...I can still feel autumn lingering in the clouds and the birds are flying restlessly about, the leaves are still hanging on the tree holding court with the squirrels in dugout boat as they wait patien......Read the rest...

...stars across twilight sky traveling fast journeying through space a caravan of speedy pilgrims meteors shooting stars ......Read the rest...

...Stars across twilight sky traveling fast journeying swiftly caravan of meteors, shooting stars. ......Read the rest...

... What kind of Madonna are you? Your silk is flesh, your green slippers are lily pads for the daughter of Venus. What if I laid my head upon your lap would you mother me, or caress dormant pa......Read the rest...

...My dreams became galling To my fratricidal brothers My father's favor appalling Birthed from different mothers "The master of dreams is coming." Down the cistern they tossed me Their plan to ......Read the rest...

...A melancholic longing for times gone A resounding echo that is calling A mirage of the desert That eludes the riders of the caravan And excites the loner like an oasis in wilderness...Read the rest...