Bounces Poems - Poems about Bounces

...When I opened the window, the wind cut through, refreshing. It reminds me of something, laughter is heard, a lonely feeling, distant memories, from the depths of the heart, awaiting a new beginning. ......Read the rest...

... "The Beetlejuice Past Your Eyes" “Well, where would you suggest I commence? Should we begin with the concept of pasteurize?” This said to the earnest listener, who views the prot......Read the rest...

...To the successful best ... I can see the future, it's been calling me I'm gonna live my life, it's how it's gonna be Some people never listen, Some people gotta burn They never h......Read the rest...

... Bozo the clown is ready to begin, in Cuba, Fidel Castro starts his reign. Buddy Holly meets a horrible end, Charles de Gaulle is back on top again. Motown now brings us a whole lotta soul, ......Read the rest...

... The ball bounces backward you chase it you catch it but you cannot change it backward is still moving forward like your life moving forward through time.......Read the rest...

...The Stately Iris Flower Bearded irises are tall and stately in form They grow from rhizome sculptured leaves through a storm Standing stiffly upright or curving at the tips A swollen stem where......Read the rest...

...As waves crash and sounds hum Resonance silently beats a drum No metronome in an empty space Energy buzzes amongst human race Sometimes thoughts emitted by me Land in the darkness, lost to wh......Read the rest...

...(select all), (delete) that's sometimes the feeling of a reflection the notion of who you are brought into chaos or calm is that me looking back? som......Read the rest...

...the news breaks the world breaks down the sky screams savagely the war dogs maul mercilessly the raging rubble bounces bitterly the apocalyptic horses gallop giddily the rotten roof caves in c......Read the rest...

...At nights we’d sit out on the balcony drinkin Breathin That thick mug air Of a New Orleans summer evening. Livin as easy As they’d let us In the bowels of the Irish Channel Where magnolias blo......Read the rest...

...Zealots are totally incapable of any emotion other than rage. It is an unalterable law that people who claim to care about the human race are utterly indifferent to the sufferings of individuals. — ......Read the rest...

...Alone on the prairie, time will gently slip, ‘til minutes and hours start to lose their grip. Can’t measure the day by a clock’s turning hand, but by the sun, the stars, the clouds, and the land. ......Read the rest...

...Catch tugs towards their berth Little yacht traipses triangular trail Cottage clasping slope admires bay Fisherman’s wife swells, eon enamour For his boomerang voyage, she brings ......Read the rest...

...THE MEANING OF ENOUGH She was seated on a bench by the creek when on a walk my eyes first spied her… and though I’m not sure what drew me to her…I sat down beside her. For a while we sat in si......Read the rest...

...Rains of world's zillion drops Ounces of jubilation and madness Drains the clouds' teardrops Bounces in invitation, not sadness Rains over trees and heads that greets Medleys in bees and heart......Read the rest...