Gasp Poems - Poems about Gasp

...Some unions exist outside of time. Eternal night scapes made from her first gasp, Made from the very act of pulling him closer And made from the act of pushing him away. From the well-worn path h......Read the rest...

...mountains tumble across the sky twisting the last splinters of golden warmth through the grey soup hanging heavy listless lifeless as an endless sigh dogs roll over mown grass clinking ......Read the rest...

...For Us Like divine visions, they dance and bouquets of roses are tossed over their feet… No matter what they say, it consummates as poetry and chills might run the spine… ......Read the rest...

...The weeds have sheathed the garden from its care as more nails than wood appear of a house lacking adjectives. A sun liberated from scathing entrapment amongst an overburdened forest whose boughs are......Read the rest...

...Poem written for "Are You A Mouse Or A Mountain Poetry Contest" Matt Caliri, Sponsor 5/25/2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In Mildred's bed, as dawn did break, A stir, a tw......Read the rest...

...An outcome more preferable than becoming a slave. Peace beyond dreaming on the way to my grave. Accused and found guilty, I was not remanded. Inflicting retributive punishment is what I was handed......Read the rest...

...In front of a blank page, I sit with my pen, Writing a poem for a contest again. With thoughts in a tangle, I ponder and fret, “What metaphor fits?” but none come to me yet. I gaze at my cat......Read the rest...

...fidget! fidget! fidget! until you can't do it anymore fall! fall! fall! until you reach the Bottom of the universe run! run! run! until you gasp at your last wavering breath hide! hide......Read the rest...

...Name-calling We who live in the west  do not see Israel as a colonial power the last one in the Middle East As many colonialists before Israel this unlawful occupation will end and when the dus......Read the rest...

...Passage of Time Time, that unforgiving mistress, whisks us away like autumn leaves on a gusty day, scattering our lives like petals in the wind. She wraps her bony fingers around our hearts, squeezi......Read the rest...

... (inhale) aim, undetermined ... what purpose do I serve? what is poetry’s primal essence?!? my words only cover pages that ghost the spaces of better intention ... that garland upon my bro......Read the rest...

...it was cold, yet hot, a fever. i am surprised, as though I didn't fill myself with poison just the night before. my arm is taped down, attached to an iv, four pouches of medication seep into m......Read the rest...

...Inelegant, the silence wakes and yawns, pretending not to notice or to care; while symphonies of chaos greet the dawn and ashes of our Banner fill the air. The few, with vacant visage cry the cre......Read the rest...

...I continue staring at the wall. If spiders started spilling out of that crack. I don’t think I’d move. My mom thinks I’m weird. I hadn’t spoken for hours but there’s still echoes down here. I co......Read the rest...

...Featherlight touches Fluttering kisses Thudding heartbeats One look One gasp A million desires erupt. ~ PoeticSoul......Read the rest...