Unarticulated Poems - Poems about Unarticulated

..."a dagger of pain, a tear of grief" ~ by Constance La France Only once I looked into her pale, weak face. In white hospital sheets, she lay motionless, A bag of bones! Her chest he......Read the rest...

...I jotted down a thought but it led to a thought So out of the blue I'm weighed down With unarticulated ideas I scrubbed out the lines That were nothing much But the thinking created a space......Read the rest...

...Vigorous, vivid, bewildering, bright songsters, That could calmly enchant the cruelest of monsters; Belonging to the flinch family of Red Birds, Each of their utterances is sweet poetic words...! ......Read the rest...

...Free verse eludes, escapes I cannot rein it in Not free at all, in fact Unarticulated words held prisoner by rigid structures in my mind Too much is none at all, it seems A canvas ......Read the rest...

...S/he wonders why when we breathe in our left sides feel right mind dominant when our rights inside feel LeftBrain capital deviated, Dysfunctional disappointing disharmonious sad and lonely......Read the rest...

...The Measure of Greatness is lost to the world Unacknowledged, unknown, unarticulated By prophets, priests, and kings And yet, the real potential exists In each one of us To be great There are......Read the rest...

...I feel like I lost you yesterday. Perhaps I overstepped Some as-yet unestablished boundary between Trust and MisTrust Between winning cooperation and losing fear and anger competing trepid......Read the rest...

...A Jerky Reverie Where is the moon just now? The light shining from the sun appears, to have blotted it out. The stark darkness of a motionless void, where atomic debris not seen, passes th......Read the rest...

...To one who lies awake across the watches of the night subsumed by just the soft cocoon of thought, I am the whispering walls that stubbornly invade your mind again-- surrounding it with unartic......Read the rest...

...What was this unarticulated joy that beat inside my chest? That which was expected and is past reflected numens chanting to my spirit, as if subdivided in my superconsciousness, I may not bear the......Read the rest...