Creaks Poems - Poems about Creaks

...Every solution has a backfield motion the night sky is a erstwhile copy Minstrels came a dancing love is a past ideal the bells honour the hour yet the first candle will not bloom whose breath......Read the rest...

... Lying in the dark the fuse and fuzz of shadows as they meld and malform glimmers of lost light spit their desperation Creaks and cracks mutter a defiance of the day The dull ache of alon......Read the rest...

...We told you to go to bed. You decided to howl instead. In those days, we covered our ears. But now we hide our tears. Yes, you would howl. Yes, you would growl. But then you would purr. As we ......Read the rest...

...Ambered hues in faded frames, a bygone era's smile, Bakelite whispers of forgotten songs, on a crackling vinyl isle. Daguerreotypes, ghosts of laughter, dance in sepia light, Embers of a childhood......Read the rest...

...No edifice harbors more profound silence than this, Each door creaks with a mournful cadence as if bearing the weight of years. The stairs emit a plaintive screech, echoing the passage of time. Al......Read the rest...

... The clock ticks, and Time slips by. Amass less! Let’s all give it a try for a while. Eyes closed, thoughts flow, of memories recalled from pictures on the wall, Back to the time of a risin......Read the rest...

...“Emptiness is an abyss in the light of possibility”_by poet She sinks into her threadbare cushion on the age-old rocker she huddles in daily placing her thin-skinned arms cold to the touch up......Read the rest...

...A long night folds inwards. Fast breathless dreams run together, old stories retold absent of beginning's or endings. Between them lucid periods, when the mind reviews many fleeting scenes s......Read the rest...

... Worn wood is on the barn like wrinkles from a hard life Many long years have passed It served its purpose, now filled Things people didn't want to let go As I walk toward the entrance, I c......Read the rest...

...Sounds of a Day in the Past Cherry Creek was a thriving small town Children played on swings up and down. They screamed with delight and why not? Today with no school, so homework forg......Read the rest...

...Lying silent In a wheezing chest of words Divining whirred messagings Of a moth’s wings blurred Paralysed beneath the duvet Hearing his antenna morse Rapid flapping mind verse The ......Read the rest...

...In the autumn that trickles slowly, like the sand through an hourglass, The frost of the morning laments on the deserted pavement, While the clock of the heart, with its ticking keeps measure, Cre......Read the rest...

...I creep around Before the dawn The hopeful joy Of Christmas morn Each floorboard creaks As tippy-toe Snow laden boots So quietly go The child-like thrill Of early eyes Awake in hope Of......Read the rest...

...The idea of Christmas snow in Michigan is replaced with fog Hot breath exhaled to cold lollipop trees My blurry life-sized polar bear salutes through the front window To me Staring back from the ......Read the rest...

...His idle head went running, jogging, racing in a convertible Porsche. A wicker chair creaks, images arise behind closed eyes. Out there, beyond his sight, people watch him sprinting away, ......Read the rest...