Binder Poems - Poems about Binder

...Do not let the dawn, that tirelessly heralds light, slip from your arms, The man who sows fidelity with the thread of time, his honesty clear as crystal. He, who launches flying doves bearing messa......Read the rest...

...SALUTE TO THE HURRICANE LAMP Hello Mr Lamp The bringer of rays Binder of homes Convener of hopes Bridger of gap Remover of pain Saluu, Mr Hurricane Second to none Siblings surround you ......Read the rest...

...Old MacDonald had a farm And all it had was cows Their constant mooing brought them harm …His wife went off the rails She bumped them off in one fell swoop And fed them though the grinder Bu......Read the rest...

... I woke up this morning between dust and wonder lust And I confessed to the screen presence of a prodigy in my monitor "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" I also remember the exact lin......Read the rest...

...Never so scared Chains on my chest Can't hear me Help Help I am exposed I will be hurt So obvious So vulnerable Panicking Shutting down Can't shut down Have to go onstage Can't go on......Read the rest...

...I have no friends left, In this town, Will you be my friend? You, the little Prince Living On the planet B 612? Will you be my friend? The robin Gracefully singing When I Walk? I have n......Read the rest...

...Tuesday lasses we all have classes get up and go there’s no time to waste join the flow there’s no reason to wait everyone’s hustling coffee guzzling bus shuttling paper shuffling syllabus ......Read the rest...

...Touch my soul, feel thoughts flowing soft across my heart, this poet of a million thoughts. I come to you in many ways, through simple expression, understanding, notes written in dreams, awaken I......Read the rest...

...Written: September 03, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ Wind-swept clouds above mountain snow An ethereal dance in nature's flow Majestic peaks, t......Read the rest...

...I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree… —Joyce Kilmer LOOSE LEAFS In the dusting of the Springtime, blush petals fall - sobriquet-youth. Scented ......Read the rest...

...He was the village blacksmith To us children he was known As our adopted Uncle Wilf They’d no children of their own. Six days a week he worked, His hours long and physically hard. Our cottage b......Read the rest...

...He used to be a hoarder of clues would keep them in a mind-binder. Imagine the surprise when all the clues turned into blank pages It happens, a person has a thousand ways to figure out this ......Read the rest...

...Fate brought them together, Purpose was their binder, His oath took them apart, It was a harrowing mission, He had seen the vision, He was told that it was a prophecy, One he had to fulfil, ......Read the rest...

..."Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry." ......Read the rest...

...We went together, slept in Paris together walked for hours hand in hand neither of us in love not with Paris or each other. It was a kind of freedom from unhinged ring-binder thoughts, histor......Read the rest...