Afternoons Poems - Poems about Afternoons

...Every lively landscape and tree were stripped by fierce winter of their verdant, elegant dress: and while they are naked and grieving amid rainfall and fog: they still wish for sunny days! Ever......Read the rest...

...Monday blues are preceded by Sunday yellows And I have always hated these Sunday afternoons To me, they feel so lazy I watch as the world turns silent and still No noise except for the cr......Read the rest...

... Forgotten field of forever I knew you once . . . in daffodil days when I wandered in wisteria ways. Sprightly I skipped and rarely tripped. Hope really did spring eternal then in the spring o......Read the rest...

...In the golden glow of our shared laughter, Where sunbeams dance upon dew-kissed grass, Our love blooms like a wildflower meadow, Each petal a promise, each breeze a whisper. Your laughter, a sy......Read the rest...

...“We may think of freedom, not as the right thing to do, but as the opportunity to do what is right.” ~~Peter Marshall~~ "Need I say this was inspired by the t......Read the rest...

...In the early spring, the red sun rises A warning to sailors of storms on the horizon Cold mornings greet us with a shiver But warm afternoons embrace us with a kiss Different h......Read the rest...

... The morning waited for me to take my seat on the foreshore bench to begin its play, perform the piece it had scripted just for me. Opening with a prelude of waves lifting until gravity co......Read the rest...

...upon meditation when outside suggested happenings it knew I would not like, sun-filled spring afternoons piled up like books stacked upon books, teetering, then after attempts, the room went ......Read the rest...

...I was a world famous fashion designer, and quite enraptured with the new, Like first caress of pink, peach dawn light, smiling at the full moon's taboo. I adored laboring with colors I loved, in ......Read the rest...

... San Francisco Jazz Afternoons Carries me back to those special Sunday afternoons with you. The striped awning Jazz cafe, our very unique,ibel......Read the rest...

...I was a sophisticated, world class traveler, like merry wind in green trees. I had seen hottest deserts and rain forests, where songs will never cease. I had traveled by planes and by trains, by ......Read the rest...

...End Line Rhyme as a footle SENIOR MOMENTS. FOOTLE Here I am at a very great old age with same chat) for these days I can only recall ......Read the rest...

... Hot summer afternoons and the call of glistening water lapped a child's mind with a want. Just home from work we would pester our father until he relinquished and took us to the beach. ......Read the rest...

...I'll take you on a journey There's places we can see I picked a few I think you'll like I hope that you'll agree Let's watch a blazing sunset From somewhere on a shore Just you and I together......Read the rest...

...it's teeth some jaw around my head, biting baiting an air beast wintering wind anaconda squeeze of miserly monsters that I'm dragging as I walk and wings whose tips stipple cheeks, redden......Read the rest...