Greeting Poems - Poems about Greeting

...You come to me, palpable, The way a candle flickers When the air is stirred, A vague mirage, a sense Of metaphysical existence But here, nevertheless, A wondering sensation one never forgets ......Read the rest...

...Like waking and breakfast it’s poetry first The day is so ordered quenching my thirst Each word like a greeting the day on parade Each feeling endemic — another one saved (Dreamsl......Read the rest...

...Falling out from the pit of his sleep, Robin sits himself up, on the edge of his bed. Dragging his body to the austere bathroom, Facing the mirror, blankness just filling his head. He looks at hi......Read the rest...

...Rhododendron poof and purple fumes fill my world Lavish, rich nature. Maroon like the dawn of days greeting the sun's honey glaze. Saffron finch descends to join the elegant crowd v......Read the rest...

... When it is time to send a greeting card for birthdays, holidays, and more- each year, my searching for the right one can be hard; to make my own is personal and dear. In my comput......Read the rest...

...In the depth of the night, a concerto commenced, With drums of thunder and a melody of rain. Wind flutes played loud sniveling notes, Carrying pulsating tunes in blustery tones. Streaks of li......Read the rest...

...And so it was monday again, sunday was already over? Insane. Math sheets all over the place, the space filled with treats. ,,Oh", and as with every blink time passed, night gains, fast getting homew......Read the rest...

... Written: April 18, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ within a shore embrace concealing ......Read the rest...

...TELEGRAM FOR MASTER B - EPHEMERA January fourteenth nineteen forty six. Hooray, I’m eight today. Dad still serves in India, four thousand miles away. I’d barely recognize him if......Read the rest...

...I lie and think..? And think then dream..On how it will end? What will be the scenes? The die is cast..' So many now Know.! Many more will soon, and that will show.' Will they Lose some more.? Do ......Read the rest...

...Opening the door to my soul Welcoming whoever walks in Joy may stroll on through Or sadness can lurk within Greeting all visitors who enter Opening the door to my soul Not pushing around any ......Read the rest...

... Never met her, yet I've heard the crazy Tante von Vogt lived her life as any would, if they were crazy. She'd walk to butcher's each week no nod greeting who might pass. She'd buy four hund......Read the rest...

... I like the accidental, incidental way- the mist kisses and lifts from the timberline, like angelic lung that breathes it all in, drifts to the next flowering, a honey bee in a land o......Read the rest...

... I am a river, and my heart, an ever-changing stream, Ripples clean me part by part, and so joy reigns in me supreme. As a redwood firmly stands, through seasons of change, so slow......Read the rest...

... I am a river, my heart an ever-changing stream. Ripples cleanse my soul, and so joy reigns in me supreme. As a redwood stands through seasons of change, so slow, Embracing the Earth with gna......Read the rest...