Cellar Poems - Poems about Cellar

...Like wine deep in the racks poems carefully age Each of a vintage a time and a place — labeled to consume (The Rathskeller: July, 2015) ......Read the rest...

...April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and fil......Read the rest...

...Forgotten faces, once relinquished Appear in memory again I can’t recall a name, distinguish Their voices every now and then They speak of anything forlorn Why does it happen in my head? Those......Read the rest...

...Queen Mary had a doll house Which is currently on view. It was one hundred years ago It made its grand debut. With running water, working lifts, Electric lights and art, The house sounds so a......Read the rest...

...I was an illustrious, nuclear physicist, and I was studying the strong force, Holding together building blocks of all atoms, as stars hold to their course. That force joins roaming quarks, which ......Read the rest...

... In the dark cellar where I lay my young head there were shadows rats, and phantom squeaks. All night long hunched silhouettes nibbled at the space between them and me. Luckily, I had a ......Read the rest...

... Ignorance doesn’t ask questions, thinks it’s weak to be confused reliance on interpretations doesn’t second guess the clues arrogance shows what it knows communicates itself with vigour ......Read the rest...

...I am a classic wine, brewed to last the taste of time, A vintage soul, in the rhythm of life's sweet rhyme. Uncork the years, let memories pour and swirl, Each sip, a tale, in this celebratory t......Read the rest...

...I am terrified and this is love Resignation; this is love Yours is fiercer than mine, less green Pale, flowing as a riverbed and more of it Yours is funny in the basest way My body curls around ......Read the rest...

...That Smell That smell I know But can not place Is from my youth A certain space That smell I know Is so familiar Musty and cold Like an root cellar That smell I know Brings me right ......Read the rest...

...Font Din Black so u real??? Warning! The following choppy, batty, dopey: elegy = flaky, goofy, history: iffy, jumpy, kooky: loopy, matty, nappy, nippy, sketchy material prone to find the r......Read the rest...

...It feels like winter is running up my spine sending a message that is divine, I can feel that tender touch when eyes meet eyes in the morning rush, and the music come alive drenching my bones wit......Read the rest...

...Dark Lord of the Toms was a lone wolf Hiding out in a cellar, drinking his red wine The other Toms did not dare invade his turf He had made it clear he preferred being alone Women were scared, fo......Read the rest...

...I have never been afraid of spiders But I never met one like that It was hiding in back of our ciders It came out and scared the cat. Sure it is large, but that was not the worst part She has ......Read the rest...

...Everyone is waiting for something dramatic to happen but they cannot tell from which angle, everyone is waiting for something to happen and it has to be a miracle. There is so much tension in th......Read the rest...