Over The Edge Poems - Poems about Over The Edge

...Whimsy flowers On the edge of sleep Mirage-like echoes Singing off key Arias Challenge The closing curtain Whispers Hidden In the dusk Of dreams Dance In the vapory mist Of sleep’s Oas......Read the rest...

... "Treasure Box" The etymologist considered themselves singular; like a butterfly collector they pulled the pincushion out from the treasure box and proceeded to captu......Read the rest...

...Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge, Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended. Here, the sacred message from a journey with the hallucinogen's verse Te......Read the rest...

...Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge, Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended. Here, the sacred message from a journey with the hallucinogen's verse Te......Read the rest...

...Gloomy dismal, and forlorn... that's how this day was borne in a Greyling sallow place where death doth reign without a face. In a boneyard of decaying flesh, one fresh abyss was dug to th......Read the rest...

... Written: May 03, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I witnessed the dawn seraphic sapphire spike, I marveled at the world's exquisiteness strike. The colors shim......Read the rest...

... From mine chamber, breathless and perspiring upon the bed, I spy you there, out my window, looming overhead. Your gaze, a silent arbiter in the night, I cloak my naked shame, to veil my plight......Read the rest...

...In the shadow of the system, I withdraw in silence, Watching as the sky effortlessly weaves the white of clouds. To the vast game of the world, I do not bow but smile faintly, Let the masks fall t......Read the rest...

... Your flushing face winsome in the wild wind, the ebony strands of hair insolent, flutter unbridled. Some swirl squally, threading the gushing gale, on the ivory forehead their lattice capture......Read the rest...

...I like my soup hot, fresh, cold but bone broth is the basis for what makes soup, soup. Not stones. Stones have no nutritional value. Throw me a bone and I’ll put in my soup. All alone. By itself,......Read the rest...

...I am but a mortal man, Unable to fathom the depths of a buns honey. Its glaze runs deep, Like oceans uncharted and unknown. But I long for its taste, To immerse myself in the mysteries of its ......Read the rest...

...Sri Lal Crows i. I come from nowhere, and I have nowhere to go, I tell the crow perched on a low neem branch beyond the Periyar River. He agrees. He and I are free. We speak the sam......Read the rest...

...True love everlasting is carved into trees, Who of the two will eventually cede? There cannot be question as to which prevails longer, Bark slowly heals as the heart grows still fonder Yet h......Read the rest...

...Shelly sits on the crescent edge of fantasy world Her hair totally in place, her curls all swirled. The crescent moon smiles at the cosmos of midnight. Recognizing that Shelly’s beauty is out of s......Read the rest...

...The green leafed tree in the harbor. There the freights are advanced. Sailors with quality tools, while diners feast and play chess. The edge Of the merchants dine hall has a Blindspot where tu......Read the rest...