Spin Poems - Poems about Spin

...In the term of birth, fields begin to mend. Tough soil softens in tones of brown umber, Insects wriggle to rejoice winter's end. Spiders spin webs, rising from their slumber. Virgin tre......Read the rest...

...On the ice where the cold winds blow, A group of penguins put on a show. With flippers that flap, And feet that tap, They danced in the moonlight's glow. In tuxedos black and white, They walt......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...

...Dandelions are breezily blowing Perky dots on lilies seem to be saying hi Spring needs her own adjectives for her feeling Refreshed, rejuvenated, regenerated, regrown These are but a start of the......Read the rest...

... Nervous I sat, waiting to be called. I wasn’t sure what it was he said, but it meant a lot to me. Then I realized, he was not talking to me. <>...Read the rest...

...On the pathways in the valleys, where the sun weaves with the eaves' shadows, April's flickers spill to adorn the pale oases. Winter's shadows are extinguished, broken in the wait for buds to bloom......Read the rest...

... Come on guys I really need to go. My inside are about to blow, This line is way too long, No time to sing a song. I am filled with messy cargo.......Read the rest...

..."One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love." Sophocles, Greek Poet How is the tender word love felt and seen, words have many meaning......Read the rest...

...I king of the hostile quasar ! stelliferous beast without origin anechoic void-crown usurper of the throne without end upon a tundra in the cosmic septentrional : fantastically obscure ......Read the rest...

...Days come and days go, again and again rushing forward, knowing it'll never slow. Modus long before first life could begin, crossed the cosmic face of sun's starry glow. Time turns into weeks a......Read the rest...

...We, the generation of '50, Time-travelers with stardust in our hair, with memories planted in pockets, Rooted in decades embraced by change, souls adorned with the dawn of the post-war world. We s......Read the rest...

...I don't want to wander those places where our footsteps have long since passed, Down shaded alleys where our memories whisper and stand guard like stone sentries, I no longer wish to hear those son......Read the rest...

... I love the end of the day, when the sun want to climb into bed. The moon will be rising soon, showing off it's big bright face. The white clouds, ......Read the rest...

...Below the veil of twilight, memories sway in the moon's oaring, Effigies of the departed rise like incense smoke amongst ruins. They have sprinkled us with pale dreams, and now, flowers of forgetfu......Read the rest...