Articulate Poems - Poems about Articulate

the yoke we bear in time is space, the domain in which we view, all that's done comes back again, because we chose it to. when we look even deeper then, again we look some more, what we thought the weight of the world is really its only door ......

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Art gives me time to stand still To draw breath Recognise the rise and fall The art room carries No expectations Trial and error Makes success Of the process There is a mental need To appreciate the work That goes in Not just the outcome The time in-between May hold the most power And that Is why art Speaks to me And why I Speak for art...

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After church a bunch of us decide to congregate Some spoke different dialects, so we got to translate There was also a new bride and groom to congratulate Did I mention that the preacher was quick to reinstate? A vampire flew through which we did not anticipate Was that a real vampire? An avid debate. A mummy danced through next with...

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Sweet precarious slumber... I am night falls eager muse daylights withdrawn fiend consuming my once heavy lids yet-- the sleeping draught has plagued me just as before. If I’m quiet long enough, I can hear the lingual effects like listening to a voice that won’t stop speaking even after my tongue has long since been tucked in for the night. Mindless...

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Daddy, how we missed you when you died I had not been told when I was five Come back,Daddy,miss your smiling eyes We were told that we must never cry When the cancer took your earthly life Daddy, how you suffered ,then you died When you wanted company, I tried I was too articulate to thrive Come back,Daddy,miss my Daddy’s...

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In the end my words are just that Words. Syllables combined to articulate, to express Strands of ink to paper Empty they are emotion, in passion And yet, to my shame Have I in words express My heart, my soul Laid plain on white sheets of paper For all the world to gaze to upon For you to see But, never never was such my luck Never...

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