Dog Eared Poems - Poems about Dog Eared

...She found some mementoes stored in a box before the new owners came to change the locks. An assortment of items almost forgotten now partly hidden under protective cotton. The items were in her l......Read the rest...

...Have you ever pondered shadows are made of softness, they are not hard surfaced like those of us existing outside of the white noise unable to grasp - the invisible, that speak meani......Read the rest...

...We moved back into the residence yesterday - we were jubilant - and had a slumb-over last night, to celebrate our reunification. We woke up joyous, on the right side of the same bed (slumb-over), and......Read the rest...

...I could wrap you In secret And cling Like double-sided Just to keep Your gift From prying eyes But I have No label A name, perhaps But no concept No complete picture For the pieces Of ......Read the rest...

...‘So many moons ago..’ In Each tale we visit a new style of castle. The villages or rivers, they lead us through a quest; All so very different and yet the myth is the same; An antihero who figh......Read the rest...

...Who says stop? Road signs, yes. But those who don’t like what is happening. The abused, the neglected, the rejected. Often ladies who don’t want to be fondled by the men they’ve accepted as dates or ......Read the rest...

... My Book Miracle Man 10/8/2023 My life is a day book that others can read, and within its pages is the sermon I preach. It’s who I am, my beliefs, and my creed, it’s my witness to o......Read the rest...

...When Mother and I cooked in her kitchen, we often referred to Granny’s recipe cards. Frequently, though, the cards just listed the ingredients without exact quantities; and all too often the recipe’s......Read the rest...

...Figurative paralysis laid waste body electric of mine This is Spinal tap bamboozling, binding, bleeding, bombing... ripped from every dog eared and book marked page recounting latest ill fat......Read the rest...

...I don't have my camera, so I intend to just paint a picture of the most glorious scene, which is appearing in front of my eyes. My canvas - a dog-eared notebook and pen. Twilight’s b......Read the rest...

...When I was young, I couldn't imagine wearing the shoes of the old. I'd wonder what they'd all been through. Watching field and creek turned into mayhem. Hovering above frantic streets. How wo......Read the rest...

...I Proudest of graves as get grey mass of moss, Where goats greedily browse young sprouts still green, The graves as get grey that had grandeur seen, Tallest of fames fade fainter with dull glo......Read the rest...

... My Life A Book By: Miracle Man 4/10/2023 My life is a book that I’ve written in stages, it’s oft been a path of both straight and bend. In hindsight, I see many dog eared pages, si......Read the rest...

... "As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire "Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns." Charles Baudelaire "Smell is......Read the rest...

...The poems I never wrote are exquisite Deep clear pools that reflect and reveal their readers Nuanced and subtle, full of symbols and hidden meaning Peeling back new layers upon each return The ......Read the rest...