Scene Poems - Poems about Scene

...Velvet blooms in a moonlit haze, zephyrs whisper a gentle song into the maze. Beneath the boughs, a vibrant scene, ripped from mystic realms where dreams convene, I long to return. Nevertheless, I am......Read the rest...

... Bel Canto ___________________ We sang a rendition of the Lovers fight song where two lovers asked the world what they were doing wrong her cursings tongue spoke until all her frustration......Read the rest...

...I am on a train above the clouds, a wondrous scene, No panic stirred, just enchantment filled the air serene. Faces, familiar yet strange, in clownish attire, A vintage dream train, stoked with ch......Read the rest...

... On the drive to work as the sun beams for Me My mind and core still always reeling Can't comprehend the depth of feeling As you helped to ease and fix A heart that had once all but stoppe......Read the rest...

...Last night’s storm came as an opera for the skies, the instruments determined to sing out, the trees and grasses as their percussion. Even the rain came in orchestrated rhythm, appearing as the maste......Read the rest...

...When silence speaks.... In the still hush of dawn serene Silence speaks of this pastoral scene Whispers of wind through fields of green Where nature’s beauty truly convenes ......Read the rest...

... The sun, resplendent in its blazing might, Burns fiercely o'er a barren, lifeless waste, A desert dry and vast where earth is scorched By searing radiation, deathly bright. No sign of life bu......Read the rest...

... Setting: a rendition of Tara Plantation, 1860’s Georgia Characters: Scarlatina (S), an oddly-dressed Southern Belle Brett Rutler (B), a dashing, but presently quite confused, rogue Scene: ......Read the rest...

...I set up an easel in the shade of my beach umbrella. Wanting to paint by the morning light, I dabbed colors onto the palette...sea foam green, azure, titanium white, and ochre. ......Read the rest...

...Why don't we discard the mask, let all the stage props fall? The answer, whispered through shadows, is found in our sunlight-forgotten guise. The true color has washed away in the rains of days, so......Read the rest...

...April 20—Standup Comedy – The Insult Comedy Tour! How and why he Remains so popular With some Americans Remains a mystery. He remains me Of an old-time insult Comedian, Don Rickles ......Read the rest...

...The hardest part's not growing up, It's growing old. The toughest part's not facing life, It's facing facts. Life's path is not the same for all, If truth be told, Some lives are lived in words......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...

...Kathy Boudin thought the U.S. beyond repair, She thought she saw the deep reality, and it was unfair. From SDS to the Weather Underground, She dived deep in Marxism, plain sense no longer found. ......Read the rest...

...Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green; And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene. They did daily chores on a farm, in ......Read the rest...