19 Poems - Poems about 19

“What is it?” said Raisin. Rum said, “I don’t know, Let’s find us a hill and watch that thing go.” Walnut said, “Hold up; I’ve seen one of these, It looks like a wheel, but it is, in fact, cheese.” “It’s normally cut into portions to sell Whoever mislaid it will be mad as hell.” Rum said, “Are you saying this...

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Written: June 12, 2025, for Contest by Brian Strand **************** s e a r ...

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Spring Sun Hiku 19 ...

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As 365 days pass, I still look at the same moon glistening over the same ocean I still hear your soft laughs in my head, I can still see some of our broken faded memories, As I keep coming back I keep remembering, All those restless nights and happy days, I would die just for those 365 days. ...

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dawn breeze sunrise surprise ~ prancing peacock ...

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She snaps like a brine tendon, spilling embryo chords across the basalt shelf. Tongues of nacre split her sides, each vertebra strung with gravid silence. Kelp-blind, she threads the continental rift, her fingernails seeded with unfinished continents. Magma foams in the pouch of her pelvis, grinding up vowels like crushed coral....

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how long and sourly sobs the lonely heart depends on how grave the weight which grieves the tears pouring from the despondent spirit’s pores.— a witness, too, will know the surly sort of rain that beats down harshly on the court called Sorrow Drive.—sure seems like nothing cheers up the—nor nothing soothes the—nasty fears nesting in somber nooks.—no, only art comes close to...

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A DAY TO REMEMBER (COVID 19) It is said everyday, When God created this land, He visited the land everyday, He returned every night to rest as his demand, One month for a dozen to another chapter, darkness covered the entire world, on the special day of God, which was Sunday. A giant archenemy with his Excalibur and Shaft killed 128,343 people,...

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Pow! the pale powder pumps power into The pastor’s panicked pulse. Peeing his pants, He pulls his parcel and pitter-patters To the piss-pot, paying his penile penance. ...

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Number 19 ...

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What would I tell my 19-year-old self? At nineteen, standing at the cliff's edge, News hit me hard, a storm in my head. Reached out for a lifeline, asked, "Which way to tread?" They said, "Return to your roots, keep it simple, don't dread." Reflecting back on those days of rain, Didn't know the dance, the length of pain’s reign. Empty pockets,...

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Waiting for alarm to go off eyes to open coffee to perk shower to heat up razor to charge sunrise toast to pop the dog… The dryer to stop spinning The cereal to soften The weather Searching for the other sock The dog’s leash My rain jacket A poop bag My keys My glasses That phone ...

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"How can this be?" the old man said, As shadows fell on the temple’s light, His voice was low, his heart was lead— Would faith grow pale in the nearing night? But Gabriel, bright with timeless grace, Stood firm beneath the altar’s flame, "The Lord has heard you, face to face, His promise lives, though you feel shame." Oh, doubt not power that...

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Humble and Blondebee R.I.P. Humble went out with Blondebee and tried to have fun. He wanted to kiss her, but his heart was still young, And he was too shy; she said she didn’t mind. They spent time together and loved to fly. They would hold each other’s hands, And spin through the air together. She was Humble’s first love and He had...

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Nowhere ain’t nowhere when it’s where — you belong (Dreamsleep: October, 2024) ...

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