Huddle Poems - Poems about Huddle

...I speak my thoughts...you do not hear. I reach to touch...you are not near. I matter not to you, nor to any other. I am invisible...you do not see me. I have no face; I have no substance. I try to......Read the rest...

... Twas daybreak as this bright morn I rose Greeted at breakfast by my darling Rose A brief time together as by seven I've left Out to the garden, the street and then left Along cobbled paths wh......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's rather dark and bleak in here and I think I've worked out why; We've nothing left to talk about - the conversation has run dry. We can be quite a jolly ......Read the rest...

... A rouged sky paints a clown's face, on a dawn rising moon. The open earth, that not closed in by brooding trees, but is as spread-out acres, where the hush and harken darken eyes and ears, ......Read the rest...

...It’s winter in the year twenty-eighty-four Hell has landed on every shore Devilish eyes aglow as they rose to dominate People now captive to a totalitarian state Society is now ruled with an ir......Read the rest...

... The leaden gray blacking clouds Open up and drops me upon the earth. I fill the lakes and make the rivers run. I fall into the hustle and bustle of crowds As they huddle under their umbrella......Read the rest...

... High on remote cliffs, wildflowers huddle between wind scalped boulders, heads kept down, their roots weaved into crevices where a little soil has been won from rain wash and wear. The......Read the rest...

...In the quiet twilight, we gather here today, To honor my dad, remember him, and pray. From the promised land, he flew with no regret, To the fifties U.S., a different mindset. In the old ......Read the rest...

...I am the traveller with stones in my coat Made opaque by staying nameless Though dark I am not darkness Swallowing the edges of days, overtaking I rinse my dirty fingers in a painted lake Runn......Read the rest...

... Written: February 10, 2024 ____________________________________ Endless void of shades A soft wave hides truths Nestled in an ethereal cover A celestial riddle sighed. ......Read the rest...

...Beyond the wave-sacked pebbles lie the pockmarked dunes, sea-wind swept heaps, burrowed by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, the working class, flogging grim pleasures, wolfing ......Read the rest...

...It is summer, and the umbrella men are selling hotdogs. A good-looking priest enters Saint Pat's, gangly girls giggle, then make the sign of the cross. Thursday is All-You-Can-Eat pizza da......Read the rest...

...The cold grasp of January holds us tonight, And already, I long for misty June mornings, With thick tropical air clinging to your skin, And early sunrises that swallow you whole. The slan......Read the rest...

...Although we had feared it, we watch in disbelief, our country’s Capitol, symbol of democracy, invaded by those wishing to overturn the government. Throngs of seditionists in MAGA hats clog t......Read the rest...

...robin family is annoyed at Spokane’s rainy weather They get a yellow umbrella and stay together Let’s go back to the Midwest says the father, loud. Yes! The wife agrees, looking at a new storm clo......Read the rest...