Draft Poems - Poems about Draft

...Oh to the tree, The so abstraction of elation. There is one to which i go, To which i go and compose, Draft of intricacies beyond comprehension. Oh to the tree, Of complex mentions. I sit u......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......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......Read the rest...

...I swear tout de suite, that... My noddle ain't petabyte But just a condign floppy disk. So I could swiftly flush out some memories, And retain only what's necessary. I swear I wanna draft some ......Read the rest...

...I'm coming as storm shadowing your grief, The atmosphere bursting where you need me; We're in the middle of the push of rain That is streaked between inches of our pain. A whirring draft of the......Read the rest...

...As one gets older One often looks back At all the things you did In your life. The good, the bad, and the ugly And we all have those moments Because we are human. And some things you desi......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 ......Read the rest...

...I’m writing with pen. Scribbling and doodling. Writing a rough draft. Then an even rougher draft. Falling asleep and knocking coffee all over my pages. Using up my whole notebook. Running to th......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

...Sans sixth (psychic) sense... poise zen dystopian rant This prognosticator doth predict potential based at current rate sinister debacle that will instantaneously annihilate, United States st......Read the rest...

...While mopping the melted snow of winter. I remember when I got a splinter. My expression cringing. My finger twinging. But still I reminisce. Of the fireplace’s caress. While dusting the places......Read the rest...

...Naught but a billowed vagabond A breeze longing to shriek Soar on an eagle’s up draft Plunge, predator-like, to earth Riffle the grasses as I pursue The limitations of my fate ......Read the rest...

...First Draft Classroom creativity Ebb and flow Teaching the things I know I know Investigating others For a much better skill To teach to spark hunger And never to kill The desire to grow, ......Read the rest...

...quote: " Life is Dry as a desert, lest you find the oasis of love" .. Tanu Vermani In timeless talk, with a grain of sand I sat, From beaches wide to river's flat. Voiceless, yet with tales p......Read the rest...

... Ler her know, about spell, Gospell! A Poem of Jibonananda Das Intertwined light, through the lighted and the half lit dimmed Not about a dream perhaps, perhaps among a tedious may Not......Read the rest...