Cushions Poems - Poems about Cushions

...I worry that my coat will murder me. Hanging on Banister’s Edge it’s a man lurking, dark. I’ve seen rows of killers shadowed and waiting, hidden in the ridges of the living room radiator, ready......Read the rest...

...Soft warm tender tempestuous cushions Of euphoric joy and bliss The gateway to each other's hearts By the eclipse of a sumptuous voluptuous Smouldering lingering kiss An addictive elixir of th......Read the rest...

... I look upon my life and sing a song of living hope and love. Within my heart there is a zing for heaven’s calling from above. The softest cushions on my chair, a spark of stars to li......Read the rest...

...Corgis bought a camper and glam-med it up. Put in fancy cushions and fine places to sup. Decorated their hook up with glowing lights. Welcomed in company on glamping nights. The beagles arrived......Read the rest...

...There once was a dog with love in his heart and trust in his eyes who howled at the moon who buried his bones who chewed the cushions who protected and guarded without being asked and withou......Read the rest...

... Dear grandma, you were my litchi s u n r i s e, encasing stars in honeydew of h e a l i n g, as d a w n s used to wake up from deep s l u m b e r with sil......Read the rest...

...Before the day turned into night, Before I could switch off the light, I had to change my house's plight - Clear up things and make it look right. Looked at my kitchen - what a mess! Stains in......Read the rest...

...artful alliteration uses air like a baton, breathing begets cadence, creating cushions of cashmere debating the diction, dive into echoes enchanting forever fixated on f......Read the rest...

...In a palace of cushions and silky delight, Lives a cat, all pampered, oh, what a sight! Spoiled and regal, with a snobbish air, She lounges on pillows with a feline flair. Her food served on si......Read the rest...

...I awoke to the familiar sound of dishes rattling in Mother’s kitchen and to the thick scent of coffee wafting through the air. I glanced out my bedroom window; the neighborhood was lit by the first r......Read the rest...

...Like many poets before, I have tried all which-way not to measure love – not to price love~ Like a post office puts sentiment to a ruler meters jewelry purchased, already with the weight of gri......Read the rest...

...Your life may be full of sparkles and ove-lay but the rest of us sometimes struggle under storm clouds. Anna (one of my roommates) broke up with her BF of a year. It seemed to happen in agonizing,......Read the rest...

...Grumpy Gray was not afraid of judgement day He groused and griped and sullenly made his way He had been a church goer, had missed no Sunday What have you done for others? Peter asked Mr Gray I ......Read the rest...

...Of lollipops that taste sour, I dream of Streetlights that flicker and fall, I Dream of descending down a familiar Path, I dream of glittering rubies; I dream of whispering words washing Over me......Read the rest...

...Cradled by a hammock with the sun shining in. Coddled with Summer fun. Ice cream’s dripping from a whopping sugar cone. It’s sweet to do nothing but tongue the licks and swing in a basket in ......Read the rest...