Descriptions Poems - Poems about Descriptions

...at the art museum I saw paintings sculptures and prints and read their descriptions their stories their histories and their ......Read the rest...

...Overly Particular Judges: What to submit Only Sonnet form accepted. Must be a sonnet ( 14 lines - 10 syllables per line. Rhyme scheme : ABAB CDCD EFEF GG) Must include all 3 lines as belo......Read the rest...

...DESCRIPTIONS meaningful  actuality half hidden aborbs the joyous so positively   apparent incisive eloquent   & unquenchable in relished definitive tonality  instinctive & outstan......Read the rest...

...Pen a lovely villanelle about the joys of spring Or couplets on romance that make me sigh and swoon. Excite me with descriptions of a brisk day’s autumn fling. Mesmeriz......Read the rest...

...The church door was unlocked So I went inside Many pews had spider web barriers in place Yet the linen was clean and ironed Dates of mass clearly on the door The bell ropes looked new and clean ......Read the rest...

...Damian CJ and the guys boarded The 9 o'clock concord flight that night They were on Trinidadian ground Within two hours. Then rented a Limo, chauffer included. When Four arrived on the site ......Read the rest...

...A catalogue came in the mail Of places I could visit, Descriptions of the journeys Both exotic and exquisite. The trips were educational, For travel and for learning, With some possible conne......Read the rest...

...Realisation: I'm a back seat driver! Obviously, I'm also at the wheel (Anyone nervous about this dual identity, please let me set your mind at ease. This is about anxiety and confidence and how cri......Read the rest...

...I hear words from a source somewhere outside of my comprehension, A language that not even the speakers can unravel, Its slick syllables stick in my consciousness, But without purpose nor meaning.......Read the rest...

...I’ve been cutting Peter’s hair for a year. When covid lockdown occurred, I learned to cut my brother’s hair - and yes, he still has two ears. When I first met Peter, he had a great thick tangle of un......Read the rest...

...I sit before the February fire and watch the flames die down to amber glow. My grandson comes just in the nick of time to bring the fire to life with chunks of oak from that last tree that, as a ......Read the rest...

...Queueing for busses Even though not going far Been queueing for busses Ever since I sold the car. I still can’t believe What a bus passenger hears. What have i been missing For all of those ye......Read the rest...

...All along Life is like a candle in the wind Encountering dangers sometimes Life is fragile like a glass Sometimes feeble and sickly Life is like a messy rubbish dump Sometimes uncertain and ai......Read the rest...

...'tis human nature to produce nomenclature minute to major fake, real or fantastic words may become elastic whether read or heard may be more meaning to words than felt afterwards sometimes ......Read the rest...

... In the heart, He paints hues Hope, faith and love Wonders from above In the soul, He paints tones Peace and joy Inspirational prose In the mind, He paints shades Grace and mer......Read the rest...