Crayon Poems - Poems about Crayon

...4/8/24 Aww shucks Still at the crux In a state of flux With reality still out of touch I've been puzzled much So I smoke a couple blunts That's a double dutch From dawn to dusk I turned my......Read the rest...

...Tucked in a keepsake box, A lace linen napkin Holds in its gentle fold, A tiny stick. I recall the moment My love for you emerged, In the silent language of Two little lines. ~ ......Read the rest...

...Oh inspiration, leave me not On wings departed for the sun For you and I are were such good friends When we were standing, still as one If not fo......Read the rest...

...Toddlers' Exploration: Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast, Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts. Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach, Soaring through tales of barnyard Wadd......Read the rest...

...There is a rush, rib cage area Soul held there but suddenly aware I am free, if you are! So moving in the stillness... My mind's attention is grabbed by reality There may be crayon on the wall ......Read the rest...

...and a switch flicks who are you he asks it should be me asking who are you until the switch flicks back to . . . fuddled hours gone are the simplest things a crayon in a box of pens the......Read the rest...

...kisses form flowers billow, filled in with color a child’s crayon moves so much like a seismograph happiness upon the page ......Read the rest...

...Red swing dance Smooth, cold touch Foggy white brain Froggy right pain Blind, tired heart Filmy white eyes Bad handwriting Bland crayon fighting Cold leather book Warm red fire Nice sof......Read the rest...

...I say “Crayola” Five-year-old behind me says “crayon” as if he is correcting me. I stare at him. The old one-two-three teacher stare. He does not notice. What makes today's s child think he is......Read the rest...

... Dancing through the hearts of those who see Grace being poured out on the mysteries, Harvest time, gentling like music, soft and free Sighing with the wonders of nature’s histories......Read the rest...

... O souls of the Island, I have silently heard through tropical torrents and surpassed a million miles of the milky seas, away from mint-marine silhouettes of my utopian wond......Read the rest...

...You're a pain that hurts in the right places You stabbed my heart and killed me right before the tongue hit the septum of my heart Emotionally battered I have been victimized by my circumstances ......Read the rest...

...Let Your grace shower me with goodness, As evil thoughts haunts me with madness. Spirits encircle me, seeking my fall, I hold on, searching for the angle of light. I was brutally surpassed by a......Read the rest...

...Like Mother like Daughter You will always hold a special place in my heart There is an invisible bond we have that will alway set us apart See although the days of tip toeing in your high hee......Read the rest...

...I smell like pencils in September. After they’ve been brought to that…to the machine hanging on the closet wall where our coats, our boots, our bags, and nonsense lived. You stared me in the eyes......Read the rest...