Clutch Poems - Poems about Clutch

...It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and g......Read the rest...

...I thought I will be Venus Steady and strong Yet I go away I know I was wrong When I see your eyes Not smiling anymore Did I drown you Trying to bring you the shore? My hands clutch Th......Read the rest...

...I'm fifteen darkwater dreaming or drowning adrift and alone on the ocean of the bathroom floor tossed on tidal waves of pain pearled with perspiration a clattering clutch of shells contracting......Read the rest...

...Who cares about the heights of mountains? Who dares to scale their lofty fountains? For it's not their altitude that truly matters, But the awe and wonder their presence scatters. Who cares abo......Read the rest...

...In the whispers of 2010, our hearts entwined like tender vines on a trellis, our love defined I found my voice in poetry, a language true to express the depths of my devotion, anew With every d......Read the rest...

...when i reach out I touch aether when i hold you im clutching a cloud when we talk hours float by and when youre gone i still feel you by my side but sometimes when you leave a part of me m......Read the rest...

...The moments you can never quite inhabit. Floating and dodging attempts to clutch and hold. As if to savor, remember the taste exactly. As if stories are heard only through fastidious inter......Read the rest...

...You don't seem to understand The truth I clutch in my hands I never wanted to hurt you I just wanted to show my virtue It's the only thing I can do I'm on my floor laying dead My heart knows ......Read the rest...

...you remember that one time when ava fell off the swings and cut her knee? how everyone laughed at her for her childish hubris in thinking she could jump and land, unscathed, from that high a distan......Read the rest...

...Each dawn, I wake up to the ghost of your voice, Your words I once cherished, now haunt my choice. For without your tender touch, the night stands so still, No comfort is found, as darkness brings......Read the rest...

...Love is all that remains within me, A lonely torch burning in the crypt of oblivion, A heart mocking the times, a soul at war with silences, Lost in a canvas of shattered illusions, Poor love, yo......Read the rest...

...You may know the greylag from a Mother Goose Rhyme. This sort of goose lays 3 to 5 eggs at a time. If clutch size distribution is uniform, I'm Pretty sure the egg number will likely be......Read the rest...

... The space is smaller than what was measured by memory, the stained glass windows much less vibrant compared to what glowed brightly in the light of back then. The pews have been worn down ......Read the rest...

...Once keys jingled, ignition and clutch growling with one open mouth. The ride is smoother now, no need to kickstart or throttle the brain. We let our bodies talk, through the gears. Ho......Read the rest...

... "God is not our butler, He is our master." Pastor Hagee Some days I ask God for so much I need this blessing or I need your help here I say I need a vacation Also, a little time......Read the rest...