Best Wither Poems

The night is the blackest
and the coldest I've known.
The town, so small
it should not be called a town,
is still with its own malice.
I have grown weary of the city
but still, it is too still.
There is no moon
and there are no stars
and there are no clouds
to...

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Peace surrounds me on this day in May
as I let destiny have it's own way
I smile down on whom I am 
made grandly by all my yesterdays

I will live again and
all my hopes and dreams shall not shatter
I am destiny's lost prodigal child, 
May has...

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As rose petals wither in the autumn of life,
Days hasten in orbits, some dull, some are bold.
my muse rises to hoist a setting sun hung in gold,
gleaming light abiding as daughter, mother, and wife.
Glorious blessings entrusted outshine loss and strife.
Circling paths of heaven and earth,...

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I still have hope. 
That my dandelion seeds didn't give up. 
The seeds I blew away in the past. 

Yes, the winds will let them glide through the air.
Yes, the seeds will find their direction.
Yes, I am sure my wish will come true. 

What if...

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My confidence in you wavers, 
the sweetness of your words wither,
they curdle forming blatant remarks, 
and broken promises.  

These words hurt me, 
building a storm of anger, 
and you know this,
yet day after day you remind me. 

My mistakes were of yesterday, 
and yet...

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Longing floods my soul
For that first time we met
In our secret sylvan grove
Far from prying eyes
Where you first uncoverered 
To me your silky  alabaster globes
With their darkly crimson rings.

Then did the whole world seem alive 
As every fibre of my being danced
In our communion...

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North wind has gone back to polar abode
Chilled clouds have flown out on wings of winter
Made way for sunny south wind to enter
Write on rippling breeze for the spring an ode
The humming birds sing when dawn would explode 
Swarming butterflies would shed sky’s color
On dew...

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dry stalks wither bent
remembering flowering
melon lips part...

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jeezis …

didn’t you know?
you HAD to know
you were there, too
you felt it -
you said so
before I said a WORD
you had expressed it …
perfectly
you were the river I swam up
slow
deep
pristine
warm and welcoming …
touch, caress, kiss, impel, look …
look …
looking
straight to your soul
no walls
no games
no pretense or...

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Did u hear bout the flower that lived without no water or sunlight
It was a rose
A white rose
So striking
So beautiful
So wonderful
It had minimal space to grow
So much facts to know
It was not cared for,neglected
And still it did not wither

It had hurtful animals and weather close...

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Winter's twigs wither when wild wind whisks
sprigs in tempestuous blizzard weather.


1/7/2021...

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always say I love 
before you
regret you did not 

7/4/2019



 Poetry Contest: MagiCicada13 Words To Live By
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy |...

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I run to Her, my heart
like a child to a dream, his fantasy
as running from the hottest flames of 
Hades from this hell, 
to Her heart 
my Refuge 
my Solace 
my Respite 
in Her safety;
in one of Her four chambers, 
dwells i 
the rhythm of...

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I stand out to look at the sunshine
That's now ain't bright nor pure in light;
Dark and black that's how it goes.

Wild dummies survive in dust and ash.
Where blooming buds wither in depression,
Still run the deadly processions.
From very little- the lads and the cuties
Teach them...

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How will I be in 10 years,
the fir tree asks the maple,
the calf asks the cow,
the baby splutters out


I need to know before they publish
the writs. I need to know 
before my head is presented
on a platter to Salome 


Who will follow me?
I need to...

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