Turning Poems - Poems about Turning

... "Love My Way" Ghosts read the walls like braille in this place it’s a macabre dance with the past and the petulant future it romances them away from the let-it-be momen......Read the rest...

...He lived on a beautiful, rural farm, back in fond, good old days of yore, With his parents and two brothers; like sun's going in and out the door. He had always adored the color blue, so ......Read the rest...

...Last night I was human. I was my "normal" self. Somehow, I've shrunk by five-foot-one! Now I'm a mouse upon a shelf. My heart sinks as I look down Upon the cat that was my friend. No purrs. M......Read the rest...

... The resolute mind indomitable, the feisty surfer on the waves of life of curled crests with strewn fractured moon and dark troughs of sunken stars, recedes with the ebb of time, looks out ......Read the rest...

... I walk up the shady street of my memory, up a big hill where I rode my bike down; right to the end of our quiet dappled street, and into a lush green park full of bird songs; wher......Read the rest...

...A reflection staring back at me. She laughs when I cry. Her dark whispers seduce the light. I feel her move within me - Twisting...turning to be free. She is me. She is not me. I am her. I am n......Read the rest...

... The charcoal cloud miasmic, melts in the ashen scorched sky, summer drizzle descends with the fascinating flotilla that floats in the arid air. The seeping spectrum of the setting scarl......Read the rest...

... Dos -si -dos ! Square dancing in full grace moving round and round facing face to face. Dancing in swift rhythm, y......Read the rest...

... Kapow! Here’s mud in your face! Poetasting rhymes, rhythms and nuclear waste. Playing in mud pits, kitchens and certainly laced Everyting that’s made . . . in this mysterious place. Prob......Read the rest...

... The stream cascades skyward in swirling spate of ebullience with the dancing shadows of trees swaying entranced. Tempting topaz dew makes dainty diadem on glinting grass tips, weaves liltin......Read the rest...

...Story Structure Some writers leave a story at the climax, like an adolescent male leaving the reader not totally satisfied. Other writers never bring the reader the climax, of their ......Read the rest...

...In the shadow of the night, on the corridors of magical silence, keeping the sacred secret, I would send souls in search of a love made of mist and torn pain, To transform sorrow into poetry, cheap......Read the rest...

...Legends from Hawaii, are in themselves, legendary, like some treasured keepsake. The Pearls Curse is not on library shelves, just a few Hawaiians that I forsake ... Prompts summed place the wor......Read the rest...

...On this majestic month of May, The clouds have conspired with the sun in a mist of golden gray, Like a toxic forbidden love that fights to stay, Wishing to birth magic yet creating an agonizing f......Read the rest...

...Steady as a rock, firm faith she carries The embodiment of strength, girl power! She reads out her mind like a political novel Confidence is her hidden name and she lives it For she believes it. ......Read the rest...