Youthful Poems - Poems about Youthful

... A baseball glove lies on its back in a trunk of items once fresh and youthful now discarded for love and marriage perhaps a stroller whose blue-eyed blue-bootied occupant ......Read the rest...

... I miss those days of hopscotch Doing handstands against the wall Skipping, riding bikes, running free Playing with friends…. having a ball! Those days of youthful exuberance and excit......Read the rest...

... Written: May 6th 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's tough to revel in delight, but I grew! Dreams rouse me, not in an aphonic view. Nature provides her......Read the rest...

... The cobalt mind of ancient mariner of the seven seas, the surfing sailor tosses on the waves of youthful life, rolls on the curled crests with the splintered moon, drawn into dark agony trough......Read the rest...

...Her fur used to fly. She used to fly. From the floor to the couch. Once she settled- We’d brush. For years, it was full and youthful. Then it was falling out in tufts, So we’d brush more gent......Read the rest...

...he sprouts up like weed lanky arms and tall figure surge of youthful growth......Read the rest...

... "Another Better World" These little sins you smoothly skip across the waters of fairweather lives like darkness hidden underneath deadly white lies, like throwin......Read the rest...

... “Upon Waking” Slumber has its upsides while the outside runs around like a split fowlyard, cacophonous pecking at each other and at the ground… Elsewhere, like d......Read the rest...

...We were vacationing in the state of palm trees and seashore in September's mild loveliness. Me, a sexagenarian widow, hobbled by arthritis in my knees. As my family enjoyed the surf, I sat cont......Read the rest...

...The silent moon veiled in seamless web darkness. Bejeweled in radiance starkness, Youthful valiant Prince Harkness. Lost in hush briefness. Charming, brave. Fierce. His, a fave. Diligence, bri......Read the rest...

...The bypassing kids looked at me hastily with their eyes sparkling, foreheads sweaty but somehow they weren’t tired. The girl climbed onto the swings with her hair being a mess, even though she wa......Read the rest...

...Time continues to slip past. Like a river, a never-ending stream of micro seconds passing by. You can't slow it down. You can't halt it. No matter how much you try to hold it back It is still sl......Read the rest...

..."I have shewed you all things, how that so labouring ye ought to support the weak, and to remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how he said, It is more blessed to give than to receive."Acts 20......Read the rest...

...That was then when the truth was a lie scorching the bitter tongue of unseen circumstances that crawled on the belly of youthful unrest running toward the darker quarters where Angels left wear......Read the rest...

...In late dusks, smothered sighs of pain melt into tomorrow, When waltzing sounds lift and fall in veiled irrelevance. Sacred moments are captured in the twilight’s golden yolk of creation, While cr......Read the rest...