Draft Poems - Poems about Draft

firstly notice the neatly combed hair arms and hands would be needed for that I detect something amiss the breadth of those shoulders not those of a keen swimmer how location and the individual attributes conflict whilst beauty is only...Read the rest...

round and round we go on ladders looking straight ahead, feeling lopsided believing this lack of synchronicity is ours to shoulder we meet a fool, listen to their perspective lengthen our steps to go nowhere each pre-determined vantage...Read the rest...

The line that connects is an illusion we float past every origin and end are unresponsive to the light fantastic I know because I've never worn yellow you know because we've never met these words are in my...Read the rest...

it's how we cast shadows our scattered pieces that stick in your throat or mellow you out on inhalation but tell me, how gently will you hold me - now I'm laid bare? I don't know anymore if...Read the rest...

Alice I got my draft notice in 1971 Nam was winding down I didn’t wanna go. So, I started hummin a song, just a few bars mind you about Alice, you remember Alice. This is a song about Alice and the war...Read the rest...

verse 1 Mr Nice Man nice disguise at the front just like your own paintings blur the edges just like Salvador. verse 2 Promising prizes not like the wisest dont act like you care Predator. Chorus your floating in the wrong seas your fighting me for what for your...Read the rest...

I worry about all that stands, from stone steps to trees, the friction of those who forever pass by, held spaces between the sky and the ground. Whether a view could...Read the rest...

I would give everything I own Give up my hat, toupee, and comb I would give everything I own Just to scratch your back again....Read the rest...

Space me out, spread and stretch my wings Graft me onto the aerial view to be snapped open feathered eyes to elongate, excavate skies to subterranean, conclave indecision, restless waiting Eye to eye, we look for...Read the rest...

Viewing window made as skull hits stone Domes are forged in shattered bone Trapped inside this open space Shadows obscuring expressionless face Reflections of the hangman's noose As arms outstretch to catch the truth Scraps of wall show cracked...Read the rest...

Saturday - Draft 4, turned to Sunday but didn't finish as revising and editing doesn't seem to be my way. Villanelle Please leave it out, just cut the rain Inevitable as storm prediction Rested eyes see pressure builds...Read the rest...

Sometimes there is no meaning Not what we feel, but this feeling It's how I feel, how you feel Knowing it's temporary, one season Be fleeting, don't be fast Because the faster the steps ... .... ..... Have you ever heard of...Read the rest...

I wandered and pondered my bleak isolation As I slowly perused this wide open space That one cloud above me seemed, like me, quite lonely Its passage was slow as it matched my own pace And then I saw...Read the rest...

How I disregard most everything in moments of melancholy Perhaps all the bad needs to be in the shade, scrubbed out but for the shadow Lingering retinol image, haunting as it links past to present to...Read the rest...

concentrate on periphery it's less dangerous or slippery edges blur, focus soften don't question reality so often frame the answer that you avoid then let thinking slide so not destroyed disregard what's out of view it may be core...Read the rest...