Crouching Poems - Poems about Crouching

...Headphones cup his ears Like a sanctuary, a secret cave Here he can hide , he is safe Crouching behind the sofa He hears raised voices Muffled shouts, words become clubs His mother is cryi......Read the rest...

...Homer translations Surrender to sleep at last! What an ordeal, keeping watch all night, wide awake. Soon you’ll succumb to sleep and escape all your troubles. Sleep. — Homer, translation by Michae......Read the rest...

...(the first day of March) Am I as lonely as that cloud? I kneel this early time of day. The traffic’s quite thin now, not loud, while I am crouching, seem to pray! St David’s Day is here, wit......Read the rest...

...Flock Plus One Crouching among a gaggle of dabbling Canadian geese, a brown skinned child pushes back long black hair, intent on building a tidal pool of which he can be King. Extending a ridi......Read the rest...

...That night, in a strange place I was like a fly Circling a street light Reeling…Reeling! I felt so alone Fear wrenched my throat Couldn’t predict When I would be charred to death I ......Read the rest...

... We wander through so many gardens, doting robins, ignoring the crows. Our personal oasis is an unfinished poem. Plastic flowers may last longer, but their dead scent, cannot compare to freesia ......Read the rest...

...Made in God’s image, we are living light, deep truth scriptures affirm time and again but since ego has clouded inner sight, lustful desires have not been to rest lain, so we dwell in darkness, c......Read the rest...

...Sooty black and thin boned, velvet almost, but stringy. Hard to define the shape of a hissing cat that was so soon alive and kicking, but now lies dead on my neighbor's lawn. I would watch i......Read the rest...

...After stepping out of the forest river, the jaguar’s dripping. So subtle, the drops, so clear, they nearly disappear. The painting looks real, but the frame is too s......Read the rest...

...I took a walk with my father, We went some miles and stopped, He looked up at the sky, I knew it was yet another tale, He told me to look up, What does he have to say this time? A question ......Read the rest...

...I walked through the blue door and into the light. It all seemed so strange, it must have been night. I looked around and saw the shadows, and felt the groping hands. I pushed away and stumbled ......Read the rest...

...Some days at sea are nothing but work. Heave out and trice up. The smoking lamp’s lit. All one can dream of are stable foundations, Roots in the soil, and walls made of stone. Some days at sea ......Read the rest...

...Pitter patter fall dew drops of love’s rain, bringing along with each drop, gifts of grace, imbibed by heart, if it be free from stain, having no mundane earthy goals to chase. Unconscious minds,......Read the rest...

...The morning started off with a bang there are just something’s that you cannot understand, principle or freedom, deprivation or celebration the deception slowly fades away. The man next-door stoo......Read the rest...

...Menace to society, Deranged minds, Sinister thoughts, Unsettling spaces. The unknown looms, Minds in cluttered rooms, The untold overcast, License and freedom are precast. Trouble in publ......Read the rest...