Encounter Poems - Poems about Encounter

encounter on pier 39  she sat inaudibly alone on pier thirty-nine  watching colorful sail boats go lazily by  i didn’t know her name but she was a friend of mine  and it hurt so badly to see her cry  with my guitar in my left hand and wishes in my right  i approached her quietly, careful not to intrude  the waters were...

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(a university-life vignette) It’s Saturday morning at about 9am. I’m in the chemistry lab, a sterile looking room with 12 workstations that are like multi level kitchen islands with sinks and various lab gear. It’s the most fluorescently lit environment on earth and everything looks to be either white, stainless steel or glass. I’m one of the...

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When you ask about my trip, what will I say? That the river waters are milky azure, surging from melting glaciers Glaciers pressing through granite masses So huge they might be clouds held tightly in valleys of fearful peaks. I’ll mention a rolling waterfall, not tumbling or churning, But a smooth turquoise roll without break or boulder to mar its...

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fleeting memory of you one fateful encounter you are my muse a solace in that moment standing across the road our roads will never cross you see I'm a "sad amorist" i will always say, "our stars will never align" i will paint my knuckles red just for a glimpse of you but scared of the thought you belong to someone else I'll...

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The mad wind has quiet down and the decree has gone out of the town, something miraculous has taken place and I could hear the children screaming and shouting all over the place and the mood is slowly returning to the base. The fire had burnt everything out of thee and there was nothing to hold...

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Fierce winds blow across the Atlantic tide, Colder she gets the rougher she'll ride, In matt'r minutes a chill to the bone, Few dare sail her northern zone, Far north the whaling be done, Colder in account for the miss'n sun, The currents below just twist and swell, Above her frozen by a northenly gale, Sails drawn, busting through crests, A captain in hope...

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Hey!! I assumed that fictional men only exists in fictional world until I met u Like I wanna pinch you nd check whether you r real one r fake one Dude you're literally far away frm other guys You're more than best!!!! Just your single stare is enough to make anyone's heart pound; It's certainly impossible not...

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“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust”, The minister intoned, dismissing us. Embraced and patted, pitying looks from all. Letting go of my rose, the last to fall. Thorns pricked my finger, a drop of blood dripped down… … in the hole where mother's body is buried in the ground. The grown ups seem to know exactly what to do. But I...

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Let me tell you a story of a chance encounter . . . I was in a true Romeo and Juliet experience, meeting my love at the art gallery one winter day. I loved art and writing poetry, ...

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Out alone at last Seven, and rapt in lush green Seeds of verse were sown Yellow butterflies, hued blooms On our new street of fireflies ...

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Welcome, pretty dear. I'm so glad that you're here in our bright fantasy land. You have unique charms, two legs, two arms, and five darling digits on each hand. Thank you, Mister Fly. I too, am glad I dropped by - My, what a nice coat of blue. Shall we spend an hour on a flower, then go flying, admiring the view?...

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He sneaked his way into the Lecture Hall like a thief, His greetings were brief, Glancing around the room with a friendly smile, he then rested a long gaze upon her face, She felt uneasy and thought he might be in the wrong place. A while later, he boldly slipped a note into her hand, with a one-eyed wink, Reading it...

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Behind a fence were piles of leaves The trees had lately shed And as I passed, my eye picked up A flash of something red. I stopped and looked and out it popped, An unexpected sight – A cardinal, enrobed in red, Which filled me with delight. I don’t believe, as many do, This sighting signified A visit from the dead or that Good luck...

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They know me well I know them too Acknowledged me not Part of common crew. When they learned I authored a book, I became their crowd Giving me a familiar look. Then a conversation ensued Between them and me About my poems and themes Asking my book for free. I knew this would finally end That they parted as long-lost friends. ...

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a calico cat and I met in my yard today it mewed at me as if to say ...

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