Catapults Poems - Poems about Catapults

...The wind is blowing from all directions and the cloud is falling beneath the earth, the hills are standing tall and strong, and my heart is singing a merry song. I long for the days to come back agai......Read the rest...

...I am still trying to process this thing, where on earth have you been? I am still trying to process this thing; you have paid double for your sins. You have gotten all the clues on how to fit a brand......Read the rest...

...You have caught the withered section of my soul just in time before it grows old, you have caught the beauty of my heart just before it begins to get dark. You have been chasing after your dreams......Read the rest...

...Every day is a new adventure A new iota, a new gnosis – Search not by the easy standard But see through the eyes of genesis. The more I learn, the more I love What man before me has d......Read the rest...

...A long stare at one is plain insult: I’ve never done that to an adult, Even one in his dying Renault, Badly harassing him with some fault, Wanting to end up in their own vault Or owner dispatch ......Read the rest...

...Smiling faces all around. Back-pats and words of appreciation come my way. It feels so good to be acknowledged and not taken for granted. The positivity and feel-good factor does wonders to our well-......Read the rest...

...Strong waves cycle round and round Soft waves circle mound and mound. Azure breeze catapults waves Sunlight falls, excites lightwaves.......Read the rest...

...I gat no ing job All I do is place a daring bet Sometimes I hit the big stone with my toe While if luck gat my back, it catapults me like a jet Madness permits corncob Yet remain hopeful to h......Read the rest...

...Nights may lay all hopes to rest But mornings shall grow up grace at its best. Meanwhile, no one see to the fright of midnight And vow not to sleep for its feeble fright. Working may earn yo......Read the rest...

... She knelt on the floor moving fingers over the paper grid speaking. Invisible catapults more crystals fell running, shimmering dissolving chains melting streaming away, ......Read the rest...

...SOUL TO SOUL (Written for Mother Sandy Stone, whom I met in 1992.) SOUL TO SOUL *** The early morning call. A sand dollar skitters in before its rushing wave. A message bringing within ......Read the rest...

...In the light of the dark so shines good night; Anguished inflamed so and in fright; So close the grass is green in the park; Frantically birds in flight; Clouds systematically eating sk......Read the rest...

...Tripping Point: An Opioid Odyssey There are lines we cannot see, hardly know exist Until we cross them. Then, as if by trip wire, The temptress snare catapults us into a world Of primeval dark......Read the rest...

...that feeling of sheer warmth engendered by your ......Read the rest...

... The rain---sounds like catapults fired on our roof drops like palm kernels---splash on the back cover of our black pots, Stamping the roof like horse galloping on a narrow bridge. I......Read the rest...