Escapades Poems - Poems about Escapades

...Days of Youth In the days of youth when hearts were bold, on tender feet, we danced with joy unbound. Brimming with hopes and dreams, we saw the world as a beautifully exciting playground......Read the rest...

...P o e t r y fills my heart with lyrical acrolect: slowly swaying my fingers to outstanding octaves, through ecstatic liberated librettos, uplifting in a med......Read the rest...

... Glass illusions forestry of butterflies in flight swiveling and turning wing, aiming for sun hovering over lulling waters of purple hues Breathing like flowers, frilling up the air inside ......Read the rest...

... I wake to hear you crying, calling out to me. I wearily open my eyes, it’s only half past 3. I sigh, roll over, cover my ears, trying to ignore. But your persistent need for me, just grows more ......Read the rest...

...In the quiet aftermath, fairytale's close, A widow now, where love once arose. Memories dance of love's early spark, Newlyweds' dreams, adventures in the dark. Shopping escapades, where no one ......Read the rest...

...Guess who I saw today, A little girl! When I saw her, I smiled because I remembered you, I remembered you, my younger me. I was told that you were born many years ago, I really wished I could......Read the rest...

...DON DIDDY'S DEEDS Diddy, the daring, dashing dude, Dabbled in dalliances, oh so crude. Darting through dreams, dollars, and deucing. Dangling diamonds & jewels, with his schuffel dancing.4 ......Read the rest...

...COLOURFUL LAMENT I combed cool waters of your baby blue crystalline Jewel as you waded waterfall waves washing my stellar rainbow rays Arching it melted into the warm womb of transducing......Read the rest...

... Every so often, my mind wanders back to the summer of my youth, where a specific memory awaits. Having completed my first year at University, I’ve come home. My younger brother John, fiftee......Read the rest...

...“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.” Thomas Campbell If I could colour grey clouds of grief I wrap them in sky's sapphire relief I'd dim delusional pale peridot eyes to wake......Read the rest...

...Perilous is the journey, sordid is the quest, flashing flirtatious desire, Treacherous is gaudy aspiration, playing with torrid flames of fire; No matter how thrilling, how visceral may feel this i......Read the rest...

...At this dawn of "bon voyage", after million escapades of blindfolded fate, I'm trespassing through the pirouetting pigments of fading frolics and windsurfing towards rose-oiled beams of gl......Read the rest...

...Written: September 08, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ In the realm of fearless pranks, we meet, Where weakfish lump and teardrops greet. A sluic......Read the rest...

...Impossible mission to sleep on opposite side of marital bed... Oddly enough even when frolicking in the autumn mist with seasoned super tramping cheaply tricked out goo goo dolls some resemb......Read the rest...

...My owner Jon has bought a bright new shovel But keeps me in this corner of the barn. I’m very glad to be here by my lonesome, no longer party to his wicked deeds. He used to throw me into his b......Read the rest...