Creases Poems - Poems about Creases

...I'm stealing a few moments from Father Time to pen my thoughts on parchment pages. I write of mirth we shared, sweet and sublime, capturing it in recorded history of us for the ages. As twili......Read the rest...

..."The beauty you see in me --is a reflection of you" :-) I want you to cut out a paper heart, of any hue Doesn't matter if you're a kid, or went to NYU This experiment doesn't use marker......Read the rest...

...My twilight Dream Catcher. Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings. The waves roll in as the blue whale sings. As empty moonbeams fade, In the cosmos evenly laid. Layers of complexity. ......Read the rest...

...Infiltrated each other’s soul, now we are a complete image; Neither of us given control, conduits for this right of passage; Restless responds to a cajole, yes we are mosaic pieces; The vision ......Read the rest...

...The poet does not love you for your changing beauty, a leaf that shivers in the wind, But for how the sun plays on the curve of your cheek, a subtle mirror of light and earth. For those hidden crea......Read the rest...

...The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness laid bare. My image holds no ju......Read the rest...

...From my broken heart a deep wound bleeds, The crimson tears fall like falling leaves. My life has become a page of sorrow, Pain and sorrow have become my tomorrow. My shattered dreams have fa......Read the rest...

...I fancied a look in the mirror My horror could not have been clearer Where once was my butt Sits, I don’t know what I dare not now stand any nearer Ther......Read the rest...

... There is this phenomenon we feel growing older that happens to us old folks a lot: How some days we feel our age…while others…we do not! Some days those aches and pains that accompany growing ......Read the rest...

...No place for negativity in my mind- I'll just try & leave that all behind. Struggling within to let it all go- So many things, no one can know. Secrets I keep_ scenarios I'll never tell- Not dis......Read the rest...

...A Flock of Startled Birds He had sat for an hour on a long, low, flat rock, He had checked himself over from bald patch to sock. His leather shoes burnished to a mirror-li......Read the rest...

... Facebook flight, a messenger pigeon Each Pageant shuffles pretty women Most admired tiara sparkle temporal Sash off strategic take trick terminal No need to tweet esteem over media S......Read the rest...

...Greeting the sun struck day. Now Unfolding myself, Stretching out the creases, Winking, blinking tired eyes. Brain fog slowly ceases. Greeting the sun struck day. Exuberance sets in. ......Read the rest...

... Poet Dimples How can I please? I am lost at sea! I don't want to write poems, that simply, are not me. That's pure duplicity. I won't sell out on me! And, I am human, after all.......Read the rest...

...We're all young until we look in the mirror The lines on our faces longer, wiser To think to us we have so much time Our youth stolen by a lie, it feels like a crime, I'm only twenty-six, I'm onl......Read the rest...