Adapting Poems - Poems about Adapting

Adapting the Craft My father looked up Zealot Street toward the mountain where ore buckets hung to cart the coal. “Don’t go near the mine” he repeat- ed, the chant of elders who fore- warned him of the dangerous hole. He’d just...Read the rest...

Peter and I are together and we’re in a grove. Time is our treasure, precious and dwindling. I watch for signs of the future unfolding, like a twitch that might be the first sign of a stroke. Answers...Read the rest...

Life always changes. People come and go, often. The whirlwind’s embrace....Read the rest...

Adapting To Change Written: by Miracle Man January 18, 2021 God gave man ability to adapt to change, It's the only thing in life that's never ending. We're often suffering through times of disarrange, while fighting change, instead of yielding or...Read the rest...

Barbershops all closed, ...Read the rest...

Schmooze me darling, my appetite is rapt. Drinks with umbrellas - a tropical freeze. Cruise for teal blue waters whilst I adapt. Shrinks the mainland - aims towards* coconut trees. Muse takes the wheel - island adventure mapped. Winks his...Read the rest...

Tick Tick Tick I sit here and wait before my final walk, those final few moments of my fate, straight through the cell door. The clock is ticking, I have too finally admit to sins I have committed. I...Read the rest...

To embrace something with full acceptance for the beauty or the worth that it conveys is an adventure that offers more excitement; would this occur if there were no influence? I've adapted to new ideas and made...Read the rest...

Growing up is not at all what it seems. You have to be at work early and keep a strict routine. No summer break, running through the sprinklers or first kisses at the lake. Everything is now...Read the rest...

Adapting around. Salutations to the salamander which is an extraordinary being; It can live in water it's whole life like a fish or walk on land both life giving; they have normally four toes on...Read the rest...