Dead On(A) Poems - Poems about Dead On(A)

...In tapestries' time Age we must Each thread sublime Mirrors reflect stardust Great journey thread Age has wanderlust All principles fled Eternity soon chimes He's there dead ......Read the rest...

...Awakened "Silence fills all the spaces between the soft flutter of fragile butterfly wings. There one second and then gone, the faint breeze in a syncopated song. As twilight gatherers t......Read the rest...

...In days bygone, a widow was looked at as a tried leaf. There was no aid, even from a twig. She just fell and fled. As a branch that's cut off and ostracized, she's full of grief. Jesus knew this. ......Read the rest...

...My name is so special; I would not exchange it for a bunch of flowers or a day’s political power, it is very common and I get very angry when you miss-spell it, miss-pronounce it or use it in vain. ......Read the rest...

...I'm searching for a poetry that’s a hotbed of immense danger, A spell that unleashes deep fear into every soul. I want poetry that shakes the universe of old ideas, Banned in bookstores, sites, an......Read the rest...

...Carry your heart with me ( I carry it in my heart ) I am never without it Across the seas in the killing fields of France, Bellowing cries, suffering, Man's dying dance, Ceaseless shells rain ......Read the rest...

...killed it it is dead its over just stop it now it is the very end its enough over i said...over! "please...." and it is back. all that, undoing gone down the drain bye... "I......Read the rest...

...In the sunset eve of my life A recurring thought plagues my mind: How can I like a parting soul, Discard one day and leave behind My shame, as shoes put off in porch, Prejudice, pain like clothe......Read the rest...

... The raven caw loudly from tree branches, as 2 of them argue or emphasize a point These large birds seem to arrive at times of death I saw them at a graveyard on a cold winter day I see them......Read the rest...

...I miss you Michael a really great friend When I dropped by your flat you got me high Gave me game DVD’s to the end Brain cancer killed you, so sorry good bye You were on a morphine drip to ki......Read the rest...

...My strung-out limbs grow like plants Head in the clouds, toes with the ants Branches sprout, leaves strewn about, Now I’m walkin’ ‘round with an utter lack of pants My eyes swirl like big loll......Read the rest...

... if depth goes over not under one’s head ~ is this point clearly misread flailing wildly inside a cloud ~ the fog blinds again but rumours spread not lies far worse my friend ~ it’s true i d......Read the rest...

...Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., crafted when Wallace and Gromit returned from their trip to the moon, which I can prov-olone huck curd (within Trump con feta ration) – as......Read the rest...

...Helium filled balloons Rose above the weary Casket impaled with in The crevice onlooker’s teary Dressed in black No one bright Send off to the dead No dry eye in sight There is always ......Read the rest...

...Reflecting its neighbourhood, The lake water shone yellow. Resembling a synchronisation of saturation With the setting sun. Seizing green colour of the grasses The Sun painted them gold. Gaze......Read the rest...