Deliriums Poems - Poems about Deliriums

...How Does a Soul Enter Heaven? How does a soul enter Heaven? Suddenly. Often quietly. Whole and Complete. Stepping through the flimsy membrane of time On scented leaves of healing for the nati......Read the rest...

...Laying in my cozy bed, I oft wonder why? why am I here when others not? those that make a simple mistake and perish, yet I am here a friend telling me “you have more lives than cats” no......Read the rest...

...He stakes my arms to the wall, with binding hands. I feel his desire through the strength of his grip, he presses against me and I can’t move. I meet his eyes. He smiles. I smile. We kiss to f......Read the rest...

...I love you with a taste that does not come from the mouth... With a smell that does not come from the body, with wonder that it is not seen with the visi......Read the rest...

...Looking around her at all of the strangers doesn’t know where she is doesn’t know the faces around her and as their smiles turn into a horror it’s in the currency of children to the perversions ......Read the rest...

...On Reading Akhmatova by Rick Folker Kansas City, MO ...delighted in deliriums, In singing about tombs. I distributed misfortunes… … But I am not allowed to forget The taste of the tears o......Read the rest...

...The impressions of Doeg, whom slaughtered eight-five priest and their families Always wanting to play tug of war, to keep me from my reason Entangled inside black emeralds of broken glass.... Smiling......Read the rest...

...Any bereavement Needs a shoulder to lean its head on I sing of you Rosencrantz Good friend of Hamlet the hero To you he poured out his ravings and deliriums You tried to keep his mind safe T......Read the rest...

...The umbilical cord Of surreals reality.... Mercilessly attached To this shuddered room child Inceptions twin, of the truly unwished for!? Choked upon its arrival, incessantly Into t......Read the rest...

...The impressions of Doeg, whom slaughtered eight-five priest and their families Always wanting to play tug of war, to keep me from my reason Entangled inside black emeralds of broken glass.... ......Read the rest...