Crinkling Poems - Poems about Crinkling

..."Lizzie Borden took an axe, gave her mother forty whacks, when she saw what she had done, gave her father forty-one, she washed herself from a watered pail, she claimed their lies an......Read the rest...

...Your life is poetry— whether words make it on a page, a screen, an ear, whether messages or moments meet the light of dawn, parturition processed sourced from the dusk of fears and......Read the rest...

... The phrophets have ordered disdained execution of phrophecy A cleansing Chaos to order Death and birth One in the same Crinkling elder writings Static in sound In vibration The center ......Read the rest...

...I know a little girl with eyes so blue, She's very lovely too. She melts my heart when she looks at me. She's got the cutest little way of crinkling her nose, Her little cricket smile makes......Read the rest...

...I listened It had started A soft crinkling Of dry leaves Pirouetting Across the field Leaping into the wind Spiraling sails Adrift On a sea of blue I bid them adieu......Read the rest...

...The wave breaks soft yellow tinged Slow rising on the hoar frost night Thickened sap retreats in weakened sun And yet the leaves rejoice in nature’s call Party hats and favors drape them all I......Read the rest...

...Cooking with garlic and oil Chopping peppers and chives Crinkling aluminum foil Running water over dirtied knives Cutting boards strawberry stained Slicing apples and poaching pears Steamy fa......Read the rest...

...He claimed he had no faith They “begged to differ” Quoting all manner of …. He sat one day musing Wrestling the conundrum Of “faith or no faith” An old woman sat On an adjacent bench Crin......Read the rest...

...Hay is crinkling in various places The candle stump stares solemnly Beyond the moon nocturnal vault A groan floats in the air, rewon by gag words. The trees climbed the hill and over it Golden......Read the rest...

...A crack in the night’s deep silence thundering and blinding! I stop to listen and watch the falling daggers of ice, snapping limbs, and shivering snow dumping in clumps from shaken trees. I slo......Read the rest...

...The leaves dancing on the trees. The crinkling steps, the gusts, the natural silence. The unimposing mountains. Laze. Existence that validates itself. Ephemeral, cyclical, beautiful. An old distant f......Read the rest...

...it felt as if the air was too thin to breathe the ceiling and walls moving separately from each other. the blood rushing in my veins reached a decibel louder than a thousand engines my skin a curs......Read the rest...

...“The sounds of earth is the music of my soul” Music to soul, Mourning Doves sing! Hummingbirds float, each buzzing wing! Water trickles over the rocks, Spring released by winter’s ice blocks. ......Read the rest...

...Kit Before I opened the carton, I’d chose the name Kit, Thinking of strong Wild West women. Our little girl, Gigi, ran to my bedside, barking Excitedly, “A present? Aaarrr-ooo! ......Read the rest...

... it's quiet on the lake right now sun sliding down from it's perch as I watch with mixed feelings from a pew in nature's church enjoying the paint splashed sky reflected across ......Read the rest...