Billows Poems - Poems about Billows

...Looking for words. Pink and blue billows on the poetic sky drip of eager words Alas, towards dawn, a westerly wind blew cleared the sky In the morning blank screen lit up when the sun shone. Bu......Read the rest...

...Mark 14:62 NIV? [62] “I am,” said Jesus. “And you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Mighty One and coming on the clouds of heaven.” ?Luke 21:31-32 NIV? [31] Even so, when y......Read the rest...

...It’s not that I am languid, more that I am chagrined. So disappointed to be met by this dreadful north wind. I am on my way to see him, and I will look so disheveled. I am convinced the god Boreas......Read the rest...

...below the billows listen to the siren’s song place your fears to bed......Read the rest...

...When you are in the mood just do what you have to do and don’t get confused; when you are in the mood take a voyage to the moon and plant some poles in the directions of the water holes, and let the ......Read the rest...

...On crimson sands, beneath a rusty sky, A figure walks, and a cloak of fireflies high. The Red Cloak of Mars, a legend whispered low, Through canyons vast, where ancient secrets flow. Is it a he......Read the rest...

...This is a small tribute to one of England's Finest world war 1 poets who died A week before the great war ended. Nov. 4th 1918 Train of Silenced Voices Fares settled in bloo......Read the rest...

...Upon My Bed! A message and A dream are heard around the heavenly and earthly worlds. So I wrote it in my heart it is written in my sleep to the real world the bed to lay the clay the body reflect t......Read the rest...

...The cherish of the pearled constellations reflect in her eyes, so wondrous her eyes. It is the hour of the romance of the spring equinox, the saints are whispering in their night vespers. Her mu......Read the rest...

...I had planned to weather the storm until the break of dawn and hibernate in my shell until the wicked is dead, but it kept lurking behind the door with manipulative words trembling on its lips and ba......Read the rest...

...I wait— here I wait for white magic reverie to embrace me free me here I wait— an hourglass full of leopard-print thoughts sugar-granular-musings spill the beginning to the end of a st......Read the rest...

...My soul seems to be hidden today. Where can it conceal itself? I thought it was always with me, Roaming the endless paths That clatter the corridors of my mind, coursing through my arteries and ......Read the rest...

...Quiescence 2-6-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Quiescent Snowfall resonates in unison’s octaves, In low tones of falling flakes’ pink vibrations, Waterfalls of snowflakes ......Read the rest...

...In the abyss of the evening, when the sky breaks and stars fall shyly, I solemnly pray with a weary heart, on an altar of blazing clouds. My knees shatter under the weight of prayers, broken in a c......Read the rest...

...Wild Leafs flutter in a hue-laden town, windows creak open, spritely faces gleam, cheerful air burgeoning, no need to frown, sweet fragrant coffee dock, a gust of hot steam, just rejoice as the h......Read the rest...