Drags Poems - Poems about Drags

...Falling out from the pit of his sleep, Robin sits himself up, on the edge of his bed. Dragging his body to the austere bathroom, Facing the mirror, blankness just filling his head. He looks at hi......Read the rest...

...Push the limits…try to find outlets and coping skills for yourself Pull away from the urge to throw those childish, languishing fits Explore and implore with me now Feels drown away and fade someh......Read the rest...

... I’m not one but a whisper - I’m nothing ‘cept a sham a pharaoh for the faceless and the finer freaks, I am cormorant for the chinamen rusty wire wraps......Read the rest...

...Truth be told In every tick Minutes morph into hours Every tick alters a part of our lives Wheels of change will halt not Every passing moment drags us closer As if we are ensnared in time's ......Read the rest...

... Time is a funny thing, A fluid, jumping, bumping, running thing. It’s something you can never catch, You beg for it to speed up, as time drags on, And you’re just waiting, and then… Bam You’......Read the rest...

... Trucks hauling away defunct Malls. One city has been transported to another, until superimposed, only the name are different. Freeways chase endless miles, looking for more things to shift, ......Read the rest...

...I keep trying to force life to happen, Force feelings to happen, Force thoughts to align with an identity that drags me down, Yet the very thing I seek remains forever out of reach, Happiness i......Read the rest...

...I saw a train moving upwards on glass Reflections always deemed less real Yet when all is parallel and not there Maybe we can swirl our fingers in 2D I'm not ruling it out I'm not ruling out und......Read the rest...

...A hole so deep I cannot see past the bottles around my feet pop another, you'll be fine the pain will fade in due time. Pop, one, two, or three the hole grows  that sinking feeling as eye......Read the rest...

... Rebel/artist/slave, a long, long, near lone life spent swimming against a bourgeois tide, he makes shore one last time, drags himself back onto the beach: a man gets too tired, the sea grows......Read the rest...

... I am on an Isolated Airline flight, 747 sitting in first class with my carry-on bag Looking out the window Viewing the horizon Seeing patches of clouds In the blue sky I am on my way to......Read the rest...

...Having recognised we’re not body-mind, stuporous awareness yet drags us down, so though we know the truth, we remain blind and in dark swamplands of fear and doubt drown. Each offered experienc......Read the rest...

...I can feel it in the tip of my toe, I have the rhythm in my body, and I’ve got to go, the fire is burning in my feet and without you I cannot compete. You have been with me for so long, and I am ......Read the rest...

...It's the ninety-eighth of January. The month that lingers on. It seems like Spring will never come and Winter will never be gone. As this longest month drags on and on we've all come to realiz......Read the rest...

...("Three Day Moon", 2019, original encaustic) The Discovery of This What is love but a vortex of lust and longing doubt, suspicion and fear that pulls us in and down and under and ......Read the rest...