Caulked Poems - Poems about Caulked

...Today, there are no rubber ducks or mother's marigold skirts to hide behind as we once did. In their place, lurking dark and hoary, a bathtub mist updrafts thick with loose spores, and mil......Read the rest...

...white capped peaks appear then go cresting mountains blue and green with prayers that triton’s spear won’t show we cross what lays between old skalds tell of the tempest’s wrath this realm ......Read the rest...

...Bitty birds scuffle and flounce under the roofed-in. Barn dusted, rafters crust and whiffle. Snuffle go the whiskered, the mousy muzzle's all along the bent beam wood. A pepper powdering in th......Read the rest...

...I do not like to see my face floating At the foot of a ewer, nor in drops of water, nor in the glassy eye of a slaughtered goat. I am beautiful, but water and cloudless gems distort, they are ......Read the rest...

...Such a beautiful mind, lone blossom in a sty one to many times taunting the tempest's ledge now the muse wears a crown of his ashes caulked memories to fill the holes of our lives Your fireflie......Read the rest...

...Hallow walls mutter the sounds apart, The whitewash mask of a time once lost, One side the current rushing in quite sure, Other alone the tide that broke away, Look through peepholes and slivers ......Read the rest...

...Adrift upon the vagaries of life. I have sailed this sea prayed for a hint of breeze a whisper of hope a passing cloud’s shadow run through the troughs of crested confusion withstood the ......Read the rest...

...My sudden kiss caulked the cracks between the breasts a strip of land left unplowed. ......Read the rest...

...Walk a mile in my two shoes. Stalk days, while men spy through views Talked. Stay! Aisles thin by new pews. Balk! Weigh miles, when eyes, who choose Caulked ways, file sin. Cry blue blues! Chalk......Read the rest...

...THE OLD COVERED BRIDGE Late fall Country scene One birch, close by, already bare With a taste of frost in the air And this sturdy, old, covered bridge – this haven - Strong tiled, tightly sided. A f......Read the rest...

...tar caulked wooden floors rowing with thirty two oars within sight of shores......Read the rest...

...I am building a boat. Full of dreams. Glossy wood and caulked seams. Figure head, sharp bow. Cutting the waves, like a plough. Generous beam, shaped like a dream. Sheer, such beauty never seen.......Read the rest...