Best Ceiling Poems

Like fallen warriors, 
we collapse side by side, 
glistening in the sweaty afterglow.  

Limbs still entangled, 
too exhausted to sing the other’s praise,
we stare at the blades of the bedroom fan 
slowly circling above.

A lone, 
satisfying sigh 
escapes in between your deep, 
cleansing breathes.

Your...

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I find delight in bright stars and moonlight, a cooing dove, and wooing for love

'Happy' is a feeling without a ceiling, can't be bought, is more than words impart

It's a smiling child, wild flowers, afternoon showers, and the powers of God above

Happiness is pure pleasure,...

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A budget we need
Time to heed richer measures
Clarity indeed...

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28 Cracks In The Ceiling


I take my red-inked dagger in hand
And succinctly spew its secrets for all to see.
28 cracks in the ceiling, and I lost count.
There’s a storm moving out of the west.
I can smell the thunder and
The titillating turbulence of tintinnabulation.
An old lady...

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I was born in Green Valley, west of Liverpool, west of Sydney, Australia.
It's like being born in the Bronx, or Tottenham, or Shankhill, or Govan in Glasgow.
I might as well have been born there too.

Where those of Green Valley's DNA
Kiss the ground with a bent...

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the debt ceiling talk
led to so much tension that 
the room's ceiling burst...

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Glass Ceiling


Crouched here in the corner of the ceiling
watching myself – fighting to endure –
I stifle tears, for I am but his essence
growing dimmer as his color pales.

He struggles to make sense of life – in death.
Whereas I struggled to make sense of death –...

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stars on the ceiling
mesmerizes the baby
until sleep arrives...

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Forbears,Edie,Kate and Ann furnished apiece with brush and pan.Each 
Victorian 'Miss' tied in service's  abyss.Far off days,now long gone,their toil each 
day was lengthy and long.With fires to light,floors to scrub,and carpets to brush 
and drub.Mops forbidden,as they smeared the dirt and begrimed their...

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I hate that I can touch the ceiling in my bathroom walls.
I hate that eerie lonesome feeling that I'm getting tall.
I hate how e'erything now is small and how I've grown so high.
I hate how petty tiffs are teeming and I'm asking "Why"

I love that...

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When stuck at home for convalescence 
For prose or poem choose acquiescence
Scribble a thought about what is what
Soon you’ll be caught, and boredom forgot...

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Upstairs neighbor sprang a leak
So my place was affected.
When you live apartment-style,
That stuff must be expected.

Still, it is a drag to deal
With other people’s messes,
Like my life is lacking in
My own ongoing stresses.

Luckily, it wasn’t bad,
The damage barely staining,
Just enough, though, that I have
A reason...

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We cut out our windows so they'd match the pattern in the stars we'd fall asleep looking at
screaming your name over and over only produced tears and a ruptured larynx
Whispering it only tore down the walls that held us together

of all the mistakes I've made
the...

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BREAKING THE GLASS CEILING

Deborah,God annointed Judge&Prophetess
a matriarch,overseer of men,..no less;
Mary,at Jesus feet,studied...just as a man
in Christ there is no gender ban...

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I open the old door and it squeaks,
then a cobwebbed, dusty ceiling appears...
what I find brings me to tears:
a moaning cat about to die, his weak heart still beats. 


If all cats have nine lives as my cat has, 
this one may know only one...

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