Catalogue Poems - Poems about Catalogue

...My start in life was not round here, Newcastle was my home, But now I've spent 20yrs in washington where I roam, Now I wonder what is left, A hopeless future at its best, A big part missing......Read the rest...

... Where did she go, that girl in the photograph? Suspended in time, preserved like a fly petrified in amber, and petrified by life. Where is she now, that girl with furrowed brow? Beautiful y......Read the rest...

...you were with her at lourdes whilst the sun was shining two worlds became one light flickers from the water edge bread and wine are your sole ambition trust in vespers a catalogue of goodline......Read the rest...

...If the deepest shade of blue is midnight Whilst the cheapest brands fade a hue I'll let you tell me everything is still alright And I'll sing of love that's ocean deep to you As you catalogue m......Read the rest...

...Abundant wisdom appears to be lacking Behind the halls of our venerable House. Could it be our seers are slacking, Drowned in the spittle of an untenable grouse, Even now as our country falters? ......Read the rest...

...A sudden flicker of space Saw inpouring of grace Activating both wrists There is no mistake Since we were awake Endless are divine trysts We catalogue this event Of boons heaven sent For ......Read the rest...

...Daffodil catalogue Dropped in my mailbox~yeah! Dandy dancers in breeze Dainty cups on display Daydreamers can stash some Dreams of fields bright yellow. Decide use in winter...Read the rest...

...So I was walking down Market Street There's a guy in a suit, with a leotard over the shirt and trousers (but under the jacket) in 28 degree heat His thing was dancing to Michael Jackson's back cata......Read the rest...

...A catalogue came in the mail Of places I could visit, Descriptions of the journeys Both exotic and exquisite. The trips were educational, For travel and for learning, With some possible conne......Read the rest...

...and furthermore, i've made a catalogue of 100000 precious objects; in my home one of them is the toaster and there is only one spreading knife in the house but we laugh at the past, not ......Read the rest...

..."That the soul is a captive, treated humanely" John Astbery Inspired by Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror, in particular the line above. I have written down some free thinking thoughts wi......Read the rest...

...Stomach-wrenching body blows dog those blighted by endemic fiasco,, grim dervish whirl of death a maybe one day royal flush, predicament that hoodoo mark in frozen ink, cataclysmic episode relen......Read the rest...

...My father passed a few years back, and he keeps appearing in my dreams, always on the same street and roughly the same dialogue. The poem/story has no real format. Just my feelings on it. Thanks! ......Read the rest...

...DISCONNECTIONS harmony order reason & beauty & incidentals severed by upheavals cerebral &  austere a purveyor of dimensions to catalogue &measure reveals  the obsessive  elabor......Read the rest...

...Lately i have been studiously going over and delving into John Lennon's back catalogue of work And what I learned and took from it from it is this It seems as if he really suffered for his ......Read the rest...