Beading Poems - Poems about Beading

...Clarion calm sea right before thunder; A man wave boarding, teens sit catching rays; An emerald gleams; No sweat beading on my iced drink; Time moves gently, I am spellbound; Waves fly ......Read the rest...

... Tears fall, soundless memories, silent as dew, Struggling from the morning’s gentle eyes, clawing Through the promises, feelings blooming, Like the blessings of roses, soft petals bathing In ......Read the rest...

...We were like smoke rings in the way that our bodies curled around one another, wisps of lovers' cries intermingled with the ecstasy we once discovered We were all arms, legs, hands and fingertips, t......Read the rest...

... Ella peripherals the scene, instantly onboard. (A ship of fool.) An onlooker, a poor dead-wood, looks, to be particle_lurely bored. Then another quip came to her a......Read the rest...

...She Walks in, Beauty in motion, Bright as sunlight, Melting in that smile, Drowning in those eyes Falling, I might be, Thinking of no other, Waiting for the moment Longing that this is real, Desp......Read the rest...

...Lady bug water drop boogie Wha wha wha wha wha woogie Sliding down the slick verdant fern The little one yells “let me take a turn!” Lady bug water drop boogie Wha wha wha wha wha woogie Bubb......Read the rest...

...The daughter of a professional seamstress, I am a tactile learner, I have to feel the possible fabric to make a decision. If it is rough like linen or denim, I am not a fan. I like flowing soft, p......Read the rest...

...rain hitting the asphalt, the cracking concrete, water weaving its way down the overpass. Residents cover up with plastic, a conflagration of yellow light on garbage bags hitting tree tops, branch......Read the rest...

...Each tiny movement was a reminder of the share. We had a bit of grandma’s warm quilt, chocolate in the air. Mom’s making hot cocoa, I told my sis, with marshmallows I think. We were happy to be he......Read the rest...

...Calm your frayed nerves, dry beading brow You’ve reached the end, now time can cease How we got here, don’t ask me how Calm your frayed nerves, dry beading brow Accomplished as much as days would......Read the rest...

...Fermented in farenheit the sizzle is way too hot Creeping up the backside beading up in that spot Shallow is the pool of fear where the drips do lie Bashful red is the color skin appearing shy Sh......Read the rest...

...FREE VERSE VI Reason Without Rhyme by Michael R. Burch I used to be averse to free verse, but now I admit YOUR rhyming is WORSE! But alas, in the end, it’s all the same: all verse is u......Read the rest...

...I sit here, waiting for a thought to help me A blank mind, a blank sheet of paper I firmly grip a long pencil, squeezing it tightly, Silently hoping and praying that I make it out alive Suddenly,......Read the rest...

...THIS WORLD OF DEW This world? Moonlit dew flicked from a crane's bill. —Eihei Dogen Kigen, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Seventy-one? How long can a dewdrop last? ......Read the rest...

...If you look with your heart instead of your eyes, You'll see my bloodied hands after I've ripped out my heart for you. You'll see sweat beading on my forehead- Perspired as I chase you. You'll......Read the rest...