Crumbs Poems - Poems about Crumbs

the mouse takes the crumbs

  
breathes lost in fog
of our minds,
and the pain of
my liver,
is no release,
cooked
in the coals
of the fireplace.
I'm attracted
to the voices
when I sleep
when I wake up
screaming
out
the words...
I hate
myself.
I lost the coils
of the hose
as scrambled
and tied up
and the water
has no
release.
I don't know
how to live
anymore,
I've lost
and I'm dried
and I don't
even cry
and I violated
worse
than the selfishness
of myself.
I'm in

The logic of crumbs

Even Judas,
a traveler through the night of betrayal,
left behind crumbs,
feeding the shadows of birds
hidden in the ashes of forgetting.

Betrayal does not scream,
it learns to keep silent,
becomes patience,
a crippled love
feeding on promises
lost in abysses,
where time breaks
into shards of destiny.

Bread Crumbs

Many versions of me appear everyday,
I'm living several realities this way.
There are many parts that want to play,
A galaxy full of life feels what I say.
Staying connected by design,
Leaving Divine dreams behind.
Little bread crumbs for me to find,
A complex story time has defined.
A mansion of rooms within my mind,
Everyday a new reality i designed.
Aligned with

Crumbs

I am a sifter
So I can be objective
Regarding the sincerity of my smile
About why I laugh
About whom I assign
The key that renders my being whole

I am a sifter
So I can be intentional
Regarding the weight of my words
About when I speak
About whom I honor
With the deepest secrets of my soul

I am a sifter
So I can be

Bread Crumbs

Feigned cusps of nothingness,
brass knobs holding the fireside,
life's amazement,
like an infant's emotion.
We should be confined to ourselves
too many others opine,
life becomes complicated enough,
shake the air that moment,
ditch the weathervanes,
learn to float.

Arthur

Crows come
And crows go
But Arthur always was.

For years the lofty oak had been
His look-out every day
And soon as Mother chucked the scraps
His shiny eyes
Would spot the crumbs
From eighty yards away.

No craftier crow
In all the land
Than Arthur black and strong
And wise more wise 
Than all magpies
He would not fly straight down.

Although he’d had 
So many scraps
From

Bread Crumbs

The young couple surveys the area.
Large aged oak trees gift shade.
Thick luscious grass carpets the ground.
Pastel wild flowers dance on the breeze.
The pale blue sky is expansive.

She takes the time to spread each crease
Out of the checkered blanket.
Her hands are well manicured and soft.

He glances at her as she hums to herself, 
Unpacking the basket

The Giver of Crumbs

The politicians and globalists plopped us in a teacup
feeding us the sugary crumbs of their lies
stuffing the lungs well below the waterline
to muffle screams for a peaceful existence.

Keep banging your tambourine boy
smoking that sweet government grass
wear your hippie t shirts
nobody is listening
war is a metal monkey-swinging from a money tree
war is a lemon squeezed from

Crumbs and Flowers

my aunt
babysat 
me when I was five
she's one hundred years old now
we gave crumbs to birds and flowers to a grave

The Crumbs

What's left of the crumbs, leave it to me.
His cries tore my ailing eardrums, my skin as blue as the calm of country nights
Then I sank under the mud of the battlefield, My heart sank like the stars of the raging galaxy, My wet hair and the mirror watching my majestic body, Save me under

Oh, Crumbs

I'm thinking of making a cake.
     Oh, yes?
And I have ingredients, I do!
     Sounds good.
They'll love my cake, oh yes, they will.
     I'm sure they will, but . . .
I have a special recipe, see?
     Sounds good, but .

Crumbs

We ate our bread with many tears
Laden with guilt and many fears
Bread crumbs fell off all around
Our small dog licked them off the ground 

Our daughter is in the throes
Of horrific demonic blows
We are utterly without hope
Terror steals our strength to cope

As children play across the street
The happy sound of little feet
Was broken by the

The Mother of Crumbs

i was making a scoop with one hand
with the other palm wide open
i collected them

while they were silent
put together
looking like the old ladies from my neighborhood

the silence from them entered my body,

all care was, not to get hurt,
sitting
face to face, on a corner of the table, me on the edge of the bed,
other times, lying

Turtle Dove

A turtle dove
I landed on your chest
Widened the jagged crack 
Your Heart chambers shivered
Quiet silver ripples in a
Tender Garden of Eden 

Watching me, your son
Clapped his hands in orange glee
I sought some breadcrumbs 
Which I found upon your stable sea
I was vanquished by the I
Within your I

The Crumbs

Her wedding vows were simple, heartfelt and concise…
“If love is the bread of life,” she said, 
“I promise all my love with every slice.

A smile crossed his face and tears welled in his eyes.
He could not hide his happiness…
his contentment…
his surprise.

For he knew in their life together…
in their future…
whatever comes…
He would have been just as

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