Documentary Poems - Poems about Documentary

...The antiquated train tunnel had not been working for years. Paranormal researchers asked about it, but we did not encourage them. No one I knew had seen anything strange or weird there. I have cla......Read the rest...

... So suddenly it appears in my Facebook feed as if it has always been part of nature as if it always made its presence known in all the years of nature shows I've been watching surely a......Read the rest...

...Samantha, my cat, put on her glasses and sat by the tv today.. Besides being cute she's very astute at keeping winter blues at bay.. When she can't find her pen, she'll turn on CNN and see what ......Read the rest...

...The coin has two sides on it, and if you have time you must examine all the details on it, the unique strokes around the circumference will lead you towards the spell bound heavens, the head and the ......Read the rest...

...Tender hands ,soft cheeks ... setting the table with food, made by their little hands, caressing the hair of their mom, while wiping the corners of the mouth, gently feeding their mom the deli......Read the rest...

...We all find ways to cherish a moment, the ones we wish would last forever. Some of us snap photos. A camera in our faces every chance we can. 'For the memories' some will say, as they la......Read the rest...

... A moment is a frame of time- that captures tears or joys, sublime. Although it passes very fast- it adds to memories that last. And like a film, our moments flow as faded ones or......Read the rest...

...It’s Monday afternoon, the first day after Fall Break. Several of my suitemates are here, relaxing a bit before we hit the dining hall and then scatter, like debris from a bomb. There are a zillion t......Read the rest...

...In the Winter of Night of Darkness - Wings in flight, a tear falls from a broken heart. As if dropped as b......Read the rest...

...Eric Clapton (born March 30, 1945, in Ripley, Surrey, England) British guitarist who influenced rock. Later became a famous singer-songwriter. Clapton was born to a teen mom and a Cana......Read the rest...

...I broke my personal record for days alive yesterday. Yea me. I feel great today. This morning I swear my hair looked shinier and more lustrous and there’s the slightest glow to my skin. I’m just sayi......Read the rest...

...I step inside Walmart with no pep today is silent with hardly any talk there waiting for me to put in cent’s surprised, yeah one shouts not a penny a penny I will give them for waste of wait ti......Read the rest...

...It’s December on the docks But I’m dressed for July And I’m shivering and cold Under a bleak winter sky. There’s just piles of rubble Where Chandlers stores stood Homeless folk are gathered Ar......Read the rest...

...There's a feeling of sadness Mixed with a wistful awe As we pick our careful way Across a rubble strewn floor. An eerie sort of half light, As though hiding from the day, Hiding our history unt......Read the rest...

...TWYLA THARP AND INTERSTATE 81 I had been watching a documentary about a white-haired woman, a legendary master of creative processes whose intensity of focus was a cautionary tale of explosi......Read the rest...