Reflective Poems - Poems about Reflective

... Poetry Soup gives in plenty the literary opportunity To show-case the assorted skill of poetic creativity Emanating out of the fantasy fountain of imagination The torrent of words flows with ......Read the rest...

...Would you like seeing swan lake on a cake? I did not understand and quickly said “no.” The icing looked like a frozen reflective lake. Now all we need is a ballerina and snow......Read the rest...

...Sand scrapes my skin as I wake, Warm water around my shoulders break, Spluttering, I shake my head and open my eyes, Palms and dunes to my surprise. Shock constricts my body as I cannot regist......Read the rest...

...Kaleidoscope Girl She is made of glass of broken pieces And shattered fragments She has jagged edges That splintered my soul She has wounded me And my scars healed With drops of her seal......Read the rest...

...I awoke this morning in a reflective state, Considering my life in the Johnston estate, And my trials and tribulations as a mouse, Living, as I am, actually, beneath their house. Cats, bird......Read the rest...

...Eyeless it manifested from the depths of the abyssal darkness of the woods. Hide reflective more muscle almost fleshless ribbon peeled back skull necklace. Limbs contort and pop grotesque as it mov......Read the rest...

...I am a bird in space despite not having my wings depicted I possess strength, speed, and vigor, coupled with delicate beauty. ......Read the rest...

...Beneath the sprawling blush of dawn, our feet became one with the sands of Kiawah Island, grains glistening like scattered stars, each a tiny sunburst caught in the curl of the earth. We danced un......Read the rest...

... The assigned unseen lamp hidden somewhere, someone kindles for you when you’re made to arrive. Unperceived, it creates reflective beam of contemplation, illumines the pathway of your destined......Read the rest...

...Brown, terrifying, evoking horror. It sleeps for winter: windless plus serene. Eminently powerful explorer, Now juddered in its reflective routine. Winter’s wild violence ends—spring does chime......Read the rest...

...This happened last Fall, during Thanksgiving break. Lisa and I were at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art), with her family, at an exhibit of Art Deco sculpture. Lisa and I came out of a gall......Read the rest...

...As twilight’s veil begins to gently lift, The fading grays give way to golds and blues. And colors mark the waves as shadows shift, Reflective of a new horizon’s hues. Yet gazes fixed on dista......Read the rest...

...I am looking for a new place to begin again, to start fresh. It seems I am always looking for such a place, even when I am okay with where I'm at now. Others tell me ‘what you seek is within’......Read the rest...

...Cloaked in misty judgments, we have dressed ourselves, Finding in condemnation a kind of sacred and dignified sport. An inert paradigm, where blame is like a talisman That people wear proudly, bel......Read the rest...

...I fell in love with words. This verb That URGE! was all of the most powerful Emotion of everything I knew. I FELL HARD! Such a CHARGE! I knew a GOOD GROOVE NOW! The knowing and WISDOM of the ......Read the rest...