Impromptu Poems - Poems about Impromptu

...Uncalled Storms I have been on a merrily sailing voyage but it started to tremble with an impromptu stormy rage waves went subversive, wrecking my body with pain dismantling the harmony fl......Read the rest...

...Winter’s releasing us from its perpetually gray and gloomy grip. Who can study in their room, on a beautiful spring afternoon? Azaleas assail ya, with champagne petals of bubblegum fuchsias, the......Read the rest...

...I have invited puppies to tea with Earl Gray brew. With canned beef, chopped liver and bits of chicken too. They are coming in, frolicking with a twitch and a twee. How much more delighted could t......Read the rest...

...Take me home, take me home to the place I desire the most. Not my bed with a dozen blankets to bake me in like a a pie of puff pastry sprinkled in easy dreams. But to my home of comfort and love. ......Read the rest...

... Line of inquiry: "discarding narrow thought flow crutch we learn directly by soft touch and what we garner we relay to the vast void in childlike play entwined thus with the universe we dan......Read the rest...

..."If there is a place where peace and stillness prevail, to it people like to retreat when beset with the perils of life. It can be our home. In every storm it is a refuge, a haven of joy and a sanctu......Read the rest...

...With hair ablaze, a jester unconfined, I scoffed at the mundane, its life declined. My wardrobe, a riot, a rhapsody bold, Mismatched socks my standard, stories untold. In classrooms of tedium, ......Read the rest...

...She's thirty-three, single, her Mom babysits her five year old son. She reassures herself it's just two more hours, then it's the blessed weekend. Which means delicious sleep. She has no nest ......Read the rest...

...He rented a little shack way out in the woods in Mt. Royce Where no one would hear his guitar playing or his voice He had never been to a small- town gas station before. He had no idea the phone c......Read the rest...

...Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother of six; four by birth and two by informal adoption. She sang in a small querulous voice yet spoke boldly filled with loving EarthMother indigenous wisdo......Read the rest...

...She here elbowed past me stomping, pausing not (although me whomping With her wildly swinging handbag – five kilograms, if not more). Cackling brusquely in a lather, that I should her baggage gathe......Read the rest...

...Give me flowers while you still can, In this fleeting world, a brief lifespan. Don't wait till I am under the sand, To say I was the man that always took a stand. Let blossoms of love unfold, In......Read the rest...

...METAPHYSICAL MARVELS The impromptu ,from another age down to earth,ingenuous.conceits ..so bittersweet......Read the rest...

...The Cape Cod Museum of Art had a show And we caught it the very last day, Displaying the various works of Bob Staake In a can’t-help-but-grin type of way. If you don’t know his work, you must c......Read the rest...

...The other members of the group would tease Lambent Shroud. They’d speak in groans n puns too. You’d sense lambent was a little uncomfortable with it all. The other members of this amazing group we......Read the rest...