Atmosphere Poems - Poems about Atmosphere

...Bird with feathers of fire, phoenix metronome, bursts on the edges of the atmosphere. Crumbling to dust, ash and powdery bones, fore a chance never truly appears. A velleity is made at her shooti......Read the rest...

...After President Joe Robinette Biden Junior withdrew from the presidential race... Planet earth (the Mother of all) breathed a collective and palpable sigh of relief, and I too deeply exhaled, ......Read the rest...

...Am I the laughter that fills the room, lifting spirits high and chasing away all gloom? The sound of joy echoing through the air, contagious and infectious, bringing smiles everywhere. I speak, and t......Read the rest...

...In Paris, society people unironically dress for dinner, go to cocktail parties (where the hostess has an obvious drinking problem), dine with Catholic Bishops, industrialists, politicians and occasio......Read the rest...

...In the breath of twilight, when the sky lays its veil over silent realms, I float through the boundless atmosphere, where life takes root and flourishes. Yet, beyond this tangible sphere, an unseen......Read the rest...

...I looked out of the window One morning and got The shock of my life Snow was falling softly To the ground but it wasn’t Just the snow, but its color It was blood red I fell back on the couch ......Read the rest...

...Date: August 2051 The 3rd of August 2 morning time. Holly had labor signals. Her and Molly's accommodations were now adjacent. She buzzed the com. Nobody Answered. She struggled to dis......Read the rest...

...when space is needed beware being burnt up in the atmosphere stall too long and you're toast......Read the rest...

...A fine line separates hope and fear Fear, not being the absence of hope but hope taking a sabbatical when you need it near Thoughts wander off every inch of my convolunted atmosphere Wandering o......Read the rest...

...I spend my time, staring at the sky jealous of those trees that can reach such great heights I see their spindly branches winding out into the atmosphere I feel the heaviness in my limbs Aren't ......Read the rest...

... S So where are we going? How do we gauge I in judging present-day sign of the times? G Go back in history, and one might wage... N no better off in terms of war and crimes. O Our time s......Read the rest...

...Fin du Monde I For years I refused to drink beer – awful stuff to my taste. On rare occasions I did – but only to be sociable and, where I could, to “fit in.” Besides, not only did beer le......Read the rest...

...In a phalanx of four: Peter, Lisa, Dave, and I, descended a waterfall of marble stairs - pilgrims to another time - as if we’d punched through a wormhole. It’s a five-star bash at the palace of Ve......Read the rest...

... Some things are hidden Because they are forbidden. They need not be only actions. They may be an inappropriate thought that must forever be left in the closet. Such matters may be real, but ......Read the rest...

...Another quiet but soothing island atmosphere engulfed in gold rays on the beach and deck if only I could unpart my thighs I can absorb the saltwater piercing against my bones and veins......Read the rest...