Apogee Poems - Poems about Apogee

...Since risen dawn, clouds have been drifting in, shifting their shapes, swimming above the sea. There seems to be a whale waving her dorsal fin My accolades to the moon's power sung in apogee ......Read More

... When dusk induces lusty eyes to tear, I seek your touch and loving embrace. Your sensual voice I desire to hear whispering soft nothings against my face. The silence of the night consoles me ......Read More

...That slow and spectacular gait of a bride Brimming as she is with nuptial pride With grace and beauty each regal stride as invitees whisper, 'here comes the bride'. She for her big day so perfe......Read More

...I saw a shooting star tonight It spelled your name across the sky It formed itself into a heart From mine to yours it won't depart Way up into the galaxy My love for you an apogee Just like th......Read More

...Flight by Terence Cummings-Smith, I ride the path ballistic, in a screaming, scorching arc. From perigee in flaming hell to apogee far beyond Arcturus. Neutrons and tachyons spra......Read More

......with apologies to Ogden Nash You think you may have missed the astounding part of you. The high tide. Thoughts and things you had missed, because of you, little gifts......Read More

...Eviscerate my being! Distort my face! Bring me closure to my ego; replace! Seizure in dark games through which we interlace, Beckoning the reaper's embrace. Subvert my empathy! Break me in......Read More

... In Milky Way, the silver stream where stars stelliferously teem, is home among celestial sea for willful creatures such as we who dwell in dream within a dream. Beneath the welkin’s haloed......Read More

...Yes, the full bloom is pretty all that culmination just short of perfection, that opening, a hasp and harbor for light and warmth a wide-eyed blossoming raised up in a blind glory ......Read More

...unwilling to toss purple petals though naturally they drop i don’t want to say goodbye they’ve held me captivated for a fortnight from buds with sanguine leaves proud with praise to b......Read More

... 1 Sunday, an overarching day both raw edge conduit and coarse grain shelter for that soul in torment, it’s when psyches plagued by doubt face those sudden twists and turns we call bizarre, ......Read More

...Poetry is a mystic, sensuous mathematics of fire smokestacks, waffles, pansies, people, and purple sunsets. Carl Sandburg PURPLE PANSIES ......Read More

...Waking, Her Pretty Smile, Her Presence- Both Lives Uplifted Of all the old broken roads left so very far behind No, nothing, nothing rests easy on this wondering mind O' yes, there were earthen ......Read More

...I behold the aurora from the open cerulean, Descending down to the narthex of the east. The first glimpse awakens the phoenix o'er the yon Caribbean, And awakens my beloved's soul who still sleep......Read More

... In his heart a man plans his course but the Lord determines his steps. Proverbs 16:9 ......Read More