Coos Poems - Poems about Coos

...In a vehicle, once more this month. Though not going as far as the palm trees, my stomach’s lurching left and right. The baby’s alright! He coos from time to time as we weave through lovely soil and ......Read the rest...

...The phrase read ‘Loveisnotreal.com’, a flashing billboard behind my heart; Every barrel of every gun is loaded, do people ever truly know each other? A flashing billboard behind my heart, Cra......Read the rest...

...Why? No one can explain Why there is so much pain Why will it not work When will it ever come Needle after needle Month after month It’s all the same Just more pain Feelings are indesc......Read the rest...

...The sun has risen, and a dove is cooing outside my window. All the tall buildings on my block seem to be resting. Here I am thinking of the cave man—his strength, his battles. Skylines, super tall bu......Read the rest...

...Blight the clouds lowly dispirited feigns, Despite these regards there belies the shrouds, In height uncovers the misplaced reclaims, Ignite, blameless drives of a dove in clouds. I......Read the rest...

... A soloist Java Sparrow flits, A cathedral canopy of arched branched leaves, The sparkling daylight dances the vast green space, Moss glut rock form protrudes aground sits, Pews of r......Read the rest...

...Tiny Little toes wiggle with delight and coos footprints in our hearts......Read the rest...

...Her laughter championed her trust wanton, in the garden ... baby naps peacefully, 'till a baby stirs, ignores looks made silly. After a short while, normalcy weighs-in, an exuberant baby squirms ......Read the rest...

...Surrounds cast fawning more pain and pleasure, bring it on, union or naught, clocked watchers, measures measure, pound for pound, face to face, Curt or wordy, conscience be top-notchers, as prec......Read the rest...

...sometimes misconstrued in a fluorescent grove where malachite petals marry emerald blades verbose biting chews too close to the cheek among a confetti of bees amid undulating bumps of raw......Read the rest...

...Poems for Poets X Poems about Poets X Sinking by Michael R. Burch for Virginia Woolf Weigh me down with stones ... fill all the pockets of my gown ... I’m going down, ......Read the rest...

...here "pruning" is "timeless," and "ballroom backgrounds" are forever rhymeless. Briars pull me close with roaming stickers. "The stars in the sky" "wake me" with sharp "flickers." Doves' worn "coos" sound more like "snoring." "The shape of water" is a tsunami pouring. "The balcony bows" like "uncommon courtesy," "bolstered" hardwood buckling to be free. "A safe place to hide" is lo......Read the rest...

...My piano mind plays notes from the composer of full moon for you My harp heart elegantly elaborates love for your handsome true My body bursts in a bountiful orchestra of a break-through Our saxop......Read the rest...

...Oh, My Dear homeland, I yearn to reunite with you, Not for your love alone, But to tread the weathered path, winding beneath my village, Laid with stones and scattered remnants of time, In momen......Read the rest...

...Cypress trees like evergreen steeples rise above rows of gravestone woes, their shadows lie side by side like railroad ties across writhing paths banded like snakes; the gravel birth cords sinuo......Read the rest...