Busied Poems - Poems about Busied

..."If one has no planned destination - One can never be lost" ~~The Poet~~ It was in the early winter when the frost had come before the snow. That’s the time that we would see him, with his happy......Read the rest...

...It was my first journey by train all alone. When dropped at the station by my cousin, I saw a huge crowd waiting at the station. Like a drop in the ocean, I quickly merged with the crowd, and patient......Read the rest...

...Aah Summer time. The house Was quiet. Dolly and Molly were The only ones awake and already Showered and dressed. Dolly said. "Woo I am ready for whatever." Molly agreed saying, "Yeah, Sist......Read the rest...

...Recluse by dint of circumstance Proud anonymous troglodytes forerunners of mine confronted threats less horrific than forty fifth commander in chief of United States of America. He/him (ma......Read the rest...

...Sophomore year’s clocked-up my free time. Last summer I made some core promises (to my mom) to go harder on the pre-med track. Perfect grades are ok, I’m told, but they’re underdog, alone. So, this y......Read the rest...

...He/him (ratty, scrawny, and tetchy ugly villain) scurried into dark recesses of hermitage averse to cavort, frolic, inure himself into the duplicitous schemes capitalized, glorified, popular......Read the rest...

...In an unwarned minute, He’d begun to spin it, Setting himself no limit Like one eyeing some summit: A forced-to-be-rotating band Praying to slip off for restful sand From a busied tormenting le......Read the rest...

...It was probably three weeks ago when I sent my dog outside, he had all of his business to do, then he’d come in for the night. I busied myself cooking dinner, it was late, already dark, Ripper ......Read the rest...

...“Thank you again for your hospitality, Raðulfr.” Joulupukki stood and lifted Jessica to her feet. “Do not argue with me child,” Raðulfr knew he was starting a battle when his mouth first opene......Read the rest...

...Headed to a destination far west of my home town, I was a thousand miles from home and a thousand miles yet to go to reach my destination when I took a wrong turn. 100 miles off the path before reali......Read the rest...

...XMAS TRADITION How I longed for the Xmas tradition we celebrated when I was growing up. The Xmas tradition that still lives on; but we left behind. It is celebrated here in some parishes. Howev......Read the rest...

...Sleep wouldn’t come, the clock hands seemed to shrug, so I decided to walk. It was dark, the kind of fall overcast that makes a low ceiling of the sky. Early mornings, on campus, are always soli......Read the rest...

...My present thoughts take me to a distant past that reveals from my busied mind a trail of contrasts. There were three ladies, and I knew them during my early childhood. There was a lady whose nam......Read the rest...

...I'd say it was late Spring or early Fall in 1954, a quiet time in American history; and Mr. Eisenhower was The President. There was a sweet and kind teacher hard at work, teaching kindergartners ......Read the rest...

...Shallow-pitched tiled rooftops sparkle vividly When lavishly sprinkled with needle-shaped grains Of shattered mutton-fat nephrite; There, clinging forlornly against the hanging grey ......Read the rest...