Ceilings Poems - Poems about Ceilings

Between the black gutters and the painted ceilings, Dogs teach dolls how to die. Study the rot in my bicuspids, file down the calluses and watch the heartbeat Shake the skin like strychnine shivers. Whispers fill the space between the curtains, hanging from the scaffolds Hushed against the legs, porcelain and fractured, Broken down the middle. Kintsugi can’t restore the...

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Drowned ceilings move my hills of steep Vicodin tears things we said today...

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Have you ever had a problem That you needed to view from all angles In order for you to figure out How of it to untangle You might have to remove the ceiling Or take out a wall You might have to do some demolition Or simply reinstall Some will try to redecorate With some paint or a chandelier But...

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Poetry speaks the language of the soul, meant to be interpreted by the heart. And that connection can make you feel whole or emotionally tear you apart. Poetry adds an accent of wonder; transferring feelings to pen and paper. And as convictions are torn asunder, reality dissipates like vapor. Poetry shares your darkest hours of grief, as well as magical moments of joy. Poems can...

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A piece of me, forged from molten memories.. of patchwork stability Changes of scenery....haggard, humble backdrops Questionable casts of characters... Scripts written in off-color obscenity and derangement An old soul removed from a separate caste resided within the constructs of this dramatization Beyond the tangible crystallization...was an awareness ...an inexplicable aptitude removed...

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