Melting Poems - Poems about Melting

... Poetry eludes my soul, when I desperately want to embrace it! When I watch Dahlias blossom and dance in the wind, Poetry glowing in my mind dances too!. When at tranquil dawn, idly ly......Read the rest...

...In gentle lines, Shadows fall, quiet as dusk, In the moonlight, Hearts who learn to trust, Because they must know, Wonder of love, Sensation of leaves falling, Turning the world breathless A......Read the rest...

...Some beings belong neither to society nor to dreams, They belong to an isolated fate, to an unknown hope. Their open acts seem anterior to the first accusations of time and the apathy of the heaven......Read the rest...

...I’ve written in the melting snow On sands defying tides A napkin here, a margin there For words, they will not hide They scream inside Long to be freed Torture me With their great need S......Read the rest...

...III. Ecological Awareness In this fragile eggshell I will call life for security's a mirage I chase. Existence is a gamble I take a wild and desperate gamble......Read the rest...

...mountains tumble across the horizon twisting the last splinters of warmth through heavy hanging gray soup listless lifeless endless sigh dogs roll over mown grass clinking ice gentle......Read the rest...

...Better than a stone souper a melting pot of the super ......Read the rest...

...She turned looking upward To the enthralling, seductive voice It emerges Wound around the shade Of the top fruit branches enigmatic Fire and flame, devouring Descending upon her. Her long sen......Read the rest...

...Shooting bottle caps, ring finger off thumb. And a little cake - the two breaks in half, fixed with melting wax and lighter. Light years of 22 in impromptu breakfast party then the boy...Read the rest...

... "Bright Star Rose" Bright Star shone on the bright side far beyond the dark side Bright Star let the dark slide between and underneath the cracks burning in the roa......Read the rest...

... Life, are you a blessing or a punishment? I'm trying to understand how I'm a slave to the sculpted version of me. A prisoner without chains, upon a path forged with my own hands, feeling li......Read the rest...

... I haven’t the heart just now to flay your skin, consume your flesh; you are too beautiful to eat. The rose-pink dawn of your skin conceals your molten gold sweet flesh. Your shape has......Read the rest...

...Praying It was just yesterday, his love was a quiet smile, embracing the faith, the sigh, like a heart who can see, past the ugly in me, through the expanse of shadows, pouring over my naked......Read the rest...

... In tones of a blushing sunset, Folding, midway between graceful And twilight, hesitating On the verge of a wind’s song, Quivering with light, Familiar yet like a silent smile, Serene and a......Read the rest...

...An iceberg beach in southern seas has sunning seals dream warm. An iceberg platform hosts party-penguins primping, flipping in tuxedo-feathered dives. Iceberg lids on ocean pots keep mea......Read the rest...