Dusty Poems - Poems about Dusty

... Forest At Dark We stepped in pathless wood on fading twilight. Dusty dusk with misty mask merging to night. Deep dense darkness simply slipping at slow rate.......Read the rest...

...Clean air has now become a pipe dream. The bleak energy speaks loudly, With a lot of stale and toxic air. Like Jonah in the belly of the whale, People stay choking, choking for fresh......Read the rest...

...Filled my soul with aching to keep my brain from faking its joy. Torn hearts asunder, I once was filled with wonder but now I dread the thunder and my laughs are filled with buckets of rain......Read the rest...

...There’s a box lying somewhere. Somewhere in a dusty cupboard. Somewhere behind old paper, older words, and wounds older still. Somewhere no one can find it. I think about it, sometimes. Some......Read the rest...

...A flattened rose mumbles An old cracked button chuckles Tickled by a 2nd place ribbon In the corner a tattered doll weeps Comically consoled by a one-eyed bear Ballet slippers long for a pointed......Read the rest...

...You have compose stories of old of how the universe came about; you have brainwashed the world with the existence of old and frivolous literature that your ancestors have written; they cannot be test......Read the rest...

...I am the breath of teardrops drying A whisper coaxed awak’ning on rippled pond Shadows creeping amid the grey stones Concealing both prey and predator A faint kiss to lift the butterflies aloft......Read the rest...

...Id love to write a poem that rewrites history that unlocks consciousness that speaks from an universal experience that feels the rage of love and the longing of lost Id love to write a poe......Read the rest...

...(inspired by ‘Dusty Rose Dreaming’ by poet vb) We’re powdered city girls heading into a club, bright orchids entering the hothouse spreading fun with noblesse oblige, qua somethings su......Read the rest...

... Wash away the fears and anxieties as the rain washes away the dust and dirt. All can become new again, just like that. - Anonymous ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the trembling thoughts b......Read the rest...

... Beyond softest poetic muse, the garden sighs a breathless trust into the heart, remembering that God, in His great design, singled out the gardener for the joy that defines the flowin......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In a dusty, dark corner of Granddad's old house, sits a tall, wooden worn-out clock. It has seen its share of memories and pain, keeping perfect time with a rh......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Attic room paint, musty gray-blue fallen stars, moon's silver hues fairytale clutter, brother’s treasure map ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ O precious codex, how lovely thou art to me. How do I pay homage to thee? Flipping through your pages is an art, you see. ......Read the rest...

... A Dusty Trail Called Hate Miracle Man 4/13/2024 Hate is a dusty trail, where seldom raindrops fall. What causes man’s hate to exist, oft times he can’t recall. Does hate exist fo......Read the rest...