Chalkboard Poems - Poems about Chalkboard

...Have you made a deal with God? Loss can make us do crazy things. However you choose to grieve, I hope you find peace and healing. Deal with God By Michelle Morris 03/03/2024 When Death has co......Read the rest...

...Why do today what you can put off till tomorrow? The following extrapolated thought thread exercised, NOT utilized to intimate how Fats Domino belied, and wowed a crowded house ass-sized. ......Read the rest...

...Lockers slam, a metal roar, Then quiet falls, books hit the floor. No tests today, no homework sighs, Just whispering leaves and butterfly skies. Sunlight paints the desks with stripes, As whi......Read the rest...

...can we know the truth was the question before Ludwig Wittgenstein the thought pondered by all the great minds philosophy, theology, and science could produce and i have pondered all of this then......Read the rest...

...The bible our pure poetry Divine voice art -- gallery imagery Father’s expanding palettes of time space infinite – shadows of unframed formless canvas -- man's freedom to light, sha......Read the rest...

...Night sky of chalkboard blackness sprinkled with diamond gems a midnight show spectacular the depths to comprehend. Heavenly bodies defying gravity spread across an endless stage this free to......Read the rest...

...The mood lifts from the lips, parched with permanent nicotine, and falls, like snowflake-ashes from a turbulent volcano. The uninhabited eye, underneath the patch - a vacant stare into a cloudless......Read the rest...

...! Hey there! How are you doing? I just wanted to tell you that I believe flirting is how love finds a way to show that, even though it's as old as death, it remains as new as a child and as ete......Read the rest...

...It’s an awful feeling to be wrong Like a fish thrown back and having to explain the trick to others Or a child at the chalkboard Walking back to his desk After the equation was wrong And how i......Read the rest...

...My voice must be like nails on a chalkboard Everything I say makes you wince No matter how quietly or loudly I speak It's ignored So I havent felt like talking since......Read the rest...

... Speech is a caricature of thought Thoughts are Refined, graceful, delicate Speech is Clumsy, rough, awkward We translate Thought to speech But never see How flawed the process......Read the rest...

...As I move through each moment, It feels as if time is taking me and is scraping my being over the surface of existence. Like chalk upon a chalkboard, My substance is torn away. I thin, shorte......Read the rest...

...October 30th, 1863 Halloween eve, before the clock turned the day- almost midnight. The moon just right, full, and nearly hidden behind a thin layer of dark grey cloud. A perfect day for a walk......Read the rest...

...Amidst concrete blazen Sun Chalkboard bleeding blue skies Fresh squeezed clouds raining down lemonade Implicit deteriorated desert sagebrush Dusting tropical dirt glowing off the Earth......Read the rest...

...We sit opposite to each other during class. I struggle to start. She sits motionless. As I look her way I can't help but wonder, what ideas are swarming in her brain. A condition known as 'Lock......Read the rest...