Imaging Poems - Poems about Imaging

...I fall on my moonbeam dreams a fickle feeling told me so ambling on this misty morning sheep hallow the gilded ground imaging its june when its september Sombreness handling this turnaround ......Read the rest...

... In the Abaddoned depths of Faith's cosmos, a delusion of grandeur and of wonder blunders in awe, puts its hook securely in blasphemers jaw. Curiousity opens Hell's salivat......Read the rest...

...Date: May 2051 Raining morning dawning. Everything is Best and rest in all Hakim Households. Hours passed and in Damian's dome Dolly rose and gently kissed Damian. "Rise my husband. Strong......Read the rest...

...They all pranced through some broad-like avenue and they've placed apart from each other's course proved they stood full of airs and graces view from cameras balanced by those they kne......Read the rest...

... (Thinks) I Float like a Butterfly and sting like a tazer. Mouth of the South, but my lips don't say (intelligent) words Like Muhammad Alley Bin drive by shooting Bin Laden with delusion......Read the rest...

...The Earth lies flat on its bare back and gazed at the universe with its empty guts with worms crawling from its side and the lava bubbling up inside. It has been there for more than a year, seekin......Read the rest...

...Date October 2049 It was a cool Saturday evening. Desharah was on the video phone With Dolly. "Ma me and the kids Are coming for a visit and Ame is Coming too and he's bringing his Family.......Read the rest...

...smoke aflame, infused clouding, signaling, inhaling fume, billow, reflections, reminiscent distorting, imaging, magnifying focal, reflected ......Read the rest...

...When I was a little girl, Granddad and I spent many summer evenings together sipping lemonade and swinging back and forth on his vintage metal porch glider. On one such evening, I sat with him watch......Read the rest...

...I see Beauty in black & white When i close my eyes My color come back to me Yet painting a picture Of none reality Is different At da least we have to dread From man or beast Only If i can ......Read the rest...

...Her eyes were as beautiful as sighs. Rushed out of the cage when the heart breathed Her lips were softer than a toddler's soul. Her gait—Ah! My wild imaginations. I saw her exactly when the maker......Read the rest...

...Gayla Speak Experiences promote healing events not intended to contribute to trauma drama narratives. Stories we tell and trust and thrust and softly smile about when we dare to leave our ......Read the rest...

...Cells work is play to resiliently thrive only in organic systems. Individual yolked cells each with her own ego-governor survive healthy together and divide tragically apart More like symb......Read the rest...

...They had for him come in a cab: Mister Sabinus for short, Sab, A guy with the gift of the gab To receive wounds or the wounds grab... If only he'd leave fast - A Crab! He'd prevent what handk......Read the rest...

...Figments of one's imagination transformations and inconsistent dreams postponed images of one's mind's eye. Creativeness and non realities of one's imagination a fairy tale, a made up story? Pa......Read the rest...