Ebbing Poems - Poems about Ebbing

...A border is a line drawn in the sand Constantly shifting if you have time to see A personality is a borderline ebbing Time ceaselessly flowing us away One side unreachable as the far sho......Read the rest...

...In the evening's ebbing twilight I sit beneath the arc of a tree's bending bough and wait for my love to appear on the hill atop the meadow Here in the calmness of the sunset I see a sky of l......Read the rest...

...Into the wind it goes..... Searching for a nose She knows the truth But doesn't quite know how To make her love go "pow" And make the people "wow" One day, she'll see That she is th......Read the rest...

...Last few years gone by Time seems to fly. Of late as is fate I am seeing my due date My expiration time is coming due But I do not feel blue My body is so tired My wires are coming unwired ......Read the rest...

... In the dreaming domain of dainty dawn gentle zephyr flows, ripples the radiant facade of the placid pond, where on the lilting lap of a silken lotus leaf, floating forlorn, rolls re......Read the rest...

... A conch shell idles on a serendipitous shoreline a nearby sea furthers as an ebbing tid......Read the rest...

...I have hope now, Hope in the eyes of an angel Heaven sent, eyes shining forth light Illuminating my darkened crevices Shining amongst the ruins, And in that light, I can now see Verdure once de......Read the rest...

... You gave beauty for ashes When my fire was burning low You gave beauty for ashes ......Read the rest...

... When I remember her, I think of hope she aroused, prayers she inspired, dreams she encouraged. When I think of her, and remember… it is my own heart who beats more tenderly ~ quote by......Read the rest...

... sanguine glow ebbing as it dips into the sea ~ sunset descending ......Read the rest...

...Once it was colored an autumnal red now it is a russet prop for the sunset. The land has stacked evening around it, mellow dusks have laid down decades, of plowed-up shadows. Seen against an......Read the rest...

... the serendipitous lobster bib tied ‘round big kahuna’s neck kuene stumble over* him dab his chin monkeys gaze at him from behind glass pearl city memories that shine e l s......Read the rest...

...Let the sea be my grave and the crest of waves my monument In statue's peace, faces I to faceless waters that lift me high As being a whole of me rise free so I may greet the open sea Then......Read the rest...

...I wonder if it's just me The epitome of inadequacy So dependent and incapable Of doing just the ordinary What is to everyone mundane Skills ever so easy to attain Seem to me wholly hearculean......Read the rest...

... Shadows play upon my skin, ebbing, waning, flowing from their gain, their touch leaves a shiver from the fanged release of sin, a shudder down my spine, a reminder of the unknown, ......Read the rest...