Digging Poems - Poems about Digging

...In the depths of the soul's shadows, the artist is a living flame, a spark of magic, Seeking eternal themes that shine beneath the ancient vaults of the sky, To reveal them under the mantle of nigh......Read the rest...

...I use philosophical musings, My key maker is reverie, A few attempts may be needed, Alignment may not occur each time. Upon success, the door opens, A mirror stands there, devoid of reflection, ......Read the rest...

...Strophe I Outside on the terrace ,I feel at peace I hear bird songs they so fill me with cheer My bugbears for a while outside do cease My mind is quiet and I feel no fear Doing Shikantaza p......Read the rest...

...Gathered outside my house Are aliens I've known all my life. The breeze connects us all. Ones I've known forever. The ones I've never known. And the ones I've known forever That I've never kn......Read the rest...

...“Truth a distraction” the media pouts Constricting those voices trying to shout Dumber than dumb brain dead by degree Digging new graves for the few — still left free (Dreamsleep: April......Read the rest...

...In that day, when seeking Gods word. For, purpose in this life not expecting much. Growing up in church following along. Mom, would say you need to go church to be good. Great grandma saying shhh......Read the rest...

...Unsettling premonition kickstarts fiendish abomination Consider the following dogmatic, enigmatic, fantastic, idiotic, jargonistic, kimetic, linguistic, narcissistic, opportunistic, poetic......Read the rest...

... Mama warthog decided it was time, To take her two piglets for a walk, She wanted to take them up a steep climb For it would make them strong, but first had a talk With her young ones, about m......Read the rest...

...New new new Clean clear powerful activity, unleashed wings upstairs Protective instinct bonded to stability Monitor on, guarding, titrating all sensory and physical input Past seeking, obsessing ......Read the rest...

... I seek escape from this side of the fence where Grassy thorns beneath my feet pierce my sole. Scrambling, ambling, trekking to the freedom Awaiting on the other side. I search for pockets in my......Read the rest...

...Under flaming intimate heartbeat Rhythm of the descent moon's sight Velvet twilight grayness vision of night. Still-life far away from the nearest street Under the limbs of a tall hollow reject......Read the rest...

...“We may think of freedom, not as the right thing to do, but as the opportunity to do what is right.” ~~Peter Marshall~~ "Need I say this was inspired by the t......Read the rest...

... There are flashes of feedback when I try and listen; Not from you, you play with precision; It’s your echo; The silence of what once was, the times filled with just because; It’s static th......Read the rest...

... Just nodded yes, when my ego had said no Lost all consuming forces, simply let go Met you halfway, instead of skirting the square Perhaps sat down, when you brought over a chair Found quan......Read the rest...

... Trapped beneath the surface of the ice again Nothing I say will penetrate the thick crust of permafrost That has surrounded and enveloped me. Sympathies of my confidants have been exhausted A w......Read the rest...