Conjunctions Poems - Poems about Conjunctions

...An apparitions favourite word from punctuation-less sentences that continue on, on, on. Cope without it you useless fools a flick suffices. Semi-colon, colon, joining words thrust through the large......Read the rest...

...Poetry has left me again I’ve bled the hills and trees for words I’ve searched for verbs in the hours When someone fills the emptiness I will have no need for pronouns No talk or fragments f......Read the rest...

...A quilt is a poem that’s been crafted With stitches that cleverly mime The words that a poet has drafted In manner and rhythm and rhyme. For in piecing a pattern together, Every section, once ......Read the rest...

...Open Word Classes In language there are classes, we are told, Of words both new and old. Nouns, verbs, adjectives, adverbs too, And among them, open word classes few. Nouns, the names of thi......Read the rest...

...When words are running rampant You just have to rein them in. By lassoing a few of them, At least you can begin. They’ll buck and kick and race around, Defiantly at first, Especially the adj......Read the rest...

...If time were a slow thing a snake shedding skins, a lizard gradually wakening to its life in the sunlight; if it were a red bus dawdling through congested London streets, or the backwa......Read the rest...

...DEFINED IMAGE. overshadowed yet eminent arresting but completely   different surreal   simplicity of perception a relayed strange impression now dissolved existential conjunct......Read the rest...

...You will say something mundane and a sudden potency will scratch my skin. I mention an ordinary thing and you show me where my words are smooth satin or an abrasion. An invisible tissue ......Read the rest...

...Look! Every leaf is a curve in a greater circle winding inward into perfection, a cryptogram coding a momentary perception. See the spiral in the spiral? See the conjunctions, the branch upon......Read the rest...

...My heart bleeds words which take the form of poetry – by poet There is grace in the nouns Freedom in the verbs There is music in the prose Whispers of light in the poem The......Read the rest...

... "Small Mutinies" So what if my point of view is not that which wraps you in comfortably warm fluffed-up silky cashmere blankets of insecure insincerity simple sc......Read the rest...

...What are words other than coffin nails be? Who does it belong to when it rails me? An empty vessel at best that bails thee. Lend me your ear and draw your heart near; my words might seer, but h......Read the rest...

...As you read this poem, I’m mentally undressing you. Word by word your protests drop to the floor. Syllable by syllable I pare you down to honest flesh. Utterance by utterance, your secrets are r......Read the rest...

...Fractals. Spawn of iterating quadratic functions. Choreographers of cosmic conjunctions. Impervious to human dysfunctions. Makers of multiverses. Encoders of creations. Limited only by......Read the rest...

...When we choose wrong peer group, we are prone to addiction. When we are weak and we can’t say NO, we are prone to addiction. When we adorn the swag of appearing stylish, we are prone to addiction. ......Read the rest...