Contorts Poems - Poems about Contorts

...An orange cat slithers into the middle of her empty lap out of thin air, like orange juice poured into a little tumbler out of an enormous jug, holding more, more, more of the same. Cats ha......Read the rest...

...Fall into me like I am blurry and let me catch you like you are drowning. Drowning in me, drowning in you, the love of my all sits cross legged, drawing the children we will not love each othe......Read the rest...

...His love is strong and wild He will always be her guide He will take her hand in the toughest times He will never leave her side For his love is everlasting Inside her soul she will know ......Read the rest...

... Ton nom - New English Translation of Amel Bent's song "Your Name" by T. Wignesan Je me raccroche aux détails du passé Details of our past I cannot unclasp ?Nos souvenirs le sourire aux l......Read the rest...

...Trapped inside a wasteland, dying inch by inch Slave inside a rusted heart, feelings chained then lynched Later now than yesterday, earlier than goodbye Spooled like thread that can’t be ......Read the rest...

...Where the black berates the whites and barricades are crossed that colour without when rain gathers for release like a slightly grubby fleece that squelchy grey that matters the outsider that p......Read the rest...

...You have lost yourself, expressed the moon figure. You may wear a veil if you are not sure of your ardor You are a shadow falling through the vast fire. Sadly, nobody knows what ......Read the rest...

...Is this your contest? A tantalizing tease that you give to dally with the poet to take leave and sieve away from their ingrained tradition to mold and form some wavering transition that fits......Read the rest...

...A drag of another cigarette the nicotine courses through my veins, It's not dope but it'll have to do, it's true the effects are not the same, It distinctively lacks the same power, same danger, ......Read the rest...

..."Just block out memory," the analyst tells me. Yet images of my friend, emaciated, persist. His last day - I scream at the nurse, "More morphine! He needs more morphine!" Suffering that......Read the rest...

...My desk is lopsided. Everything has slid to the floor. I am working on it any way; it is a new perspective. I have to keep on my toes – catch things as they slide. It used to be I would just put a......Read the rest...

...The agony of love lost pierces the heart and contorts the soul. Betrayal severs forever bonds, draining the heart of love and the soul of hope. You call upon fledgling feelings to come forth f......Read the rest...

...Dancing upon the shifting crystal stage The leaf is destined to dance the dance of the river Aimlessly floating, turning, twirling Its petiole dampened by the clear water Washing over t......Read the rest...

...I'll race you to the corner Watch me do a wheelie Want some ABC gum* Mary is a fraidy-cat... As we age, inevitably badly and enter our final phases The cruel lash of time contort......Read the rest...

...Trapped inside a wasteland, dying inch by inch Slave inside a rusted heart, feelings chained then lynched Later now than yesterday, earlier than goodbye Spooled like thread that can’t be ......Read the rest...