Best Blanket(A) Poems

She’s just an old memory of a younger man’s dreams
An image of love hard to find
I can still see her eyes, taste the joy of her lips
In the deep recesses of my mind
Hair that was flowing, a smile that was glowing
An angel with earthly charms
Felt...

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Security Blanket 

No chance of rain tonight,
No bogeyman, when I turn off the lights.
A phrase I found and adore with the warmth of your security.
You are the reason I attain true maturity.

I love when you lay down next to me,
Like the high tide of the...

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In the outskirts, where whispers weave through the wind,
there stands a farmhouse, its timbers groaning with secrets,
a silhouette etched against the horizon’s fading light.

Once, it was alive, pulsing with the beat of day-to-day,
but now, it’s shrouded in a cloak of solitude,
walls lined with the echoes...

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The promiscuous length of daylight
in the month of June,
spawned from a sunrise that 
allocated a childish franchise.
The moorland breeze; that, to
rely upon when indulgence in dewy
pastures, leaves one reminiscencing
in how once the silvery moon shone.
Gildersber wrapped in winters
relentless white blanket, a pledge of
sledge irons to...

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Singular snowflakes spread-out
blanket a dreary barren berm 
that overlooks the dormant meadow
bringing a brightness to fields of grey.

Smiles overcome me as I watch
the proud red-breasted robin 
pick at pieces of weathered brush
choosing just the right one
to comfort her nesting baby.

Whistles echo out of the rustic...

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I am alone but never lonely in the night. 
Dusk beckons from the garden. Oh, night, sweet night of mine!
My bruises fade into the ebony sky, camouflaged in twilight...
Hideous scars are obtrusive in daylight.
I shun the blinding sun. I despise the white, hot spotlight. 
Under...

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It seemed to Hank it was jes' a couple of hours ago since he'd hit the hay.
Now the risin' sun jes' peekin' over the hills heralded another day.

His old hound dog, Spooks, tugged at his blanket a-wantin' to play,
And his faithful hoss, Ol' Dan, greeted...

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On Wednesday nights there is action in Midtown...
A unique opportunity to serve the Lord has been found.

About a minute past dark the homeless can be seen...
They are looking for food and a good meal is their dream.

A bowl of spaghetti tastes like a banquet meal...
And...

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The warmth 
of a summer dream
shines tenderly,
as
red petals of love
blanket a soul;
thawing
the bitter chill
about
her heart
and 
revives this spirit
with 
passion and love
before 
she awakens.


©Ana Espinola Collins...

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Love is like no other feeling in the world. 
Finding someone whom you can share your life with, 
trust and be happy with, 
is one of the most beautiful feelings in the world. 
You just have to know.. 
once the first love leaves, you'll never...

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she lays curled up in a blanket, a pillow for her head,
enjoying a full tummy and a lovely warm bed

sadly this wasn't the way a few days ago, no bed,
a gravestone was where she laid her head

laying besides her master, grief pouring out of her...

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Rain fell inexorably down, 

filling every ginnel and spit

'til all was a blanket, a crown, 

and naught projected up from it.

 

Beneath were clock towers and tall

surfaces, drifting with foam, 

buildings once rife with activity

now silent, no longer a home

 

'cept for fishes and floating...

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It’s a cold coffee kind of month.
It’s a day when I stare down at a cold liquid in a clear plastic cup and think about that day so long ago when I met a girl near the window.

When we had a conversation while she drew...

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The sweet taste of your morning kiss...
For under the blanket a mystery of bliss...

Our toes tingle to what's hidden beneath....
As our hearts sing while we cling to the sheets.......

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His frost bitten nose,
Scarlet like blood,
His blanket a cardboard box,
Under the ledge,
He sought shelter,
But luck with him was not.

A velvet cap scarce with 
pennies,
Guilt ridden coins,
For all were cut with careless 
greed,
And intentions good were not.

His heart heavy and eyes 
longing,
Cast across the sky
A final...

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