Excavated Poems - Poems about Excavated

...She tries to think how she might make it real. She feels like a windblown flame just a meaningless username. This morning she excavated the garage. Rope (is it strong enough to hold?) She thin......Read the rest...

...Call it yours, Call it mine, The tale we wrote was glorifying. I was a driller , Your eyes were the mine. 'Excavated until I could see through them, The mesmerizing light was the love with shine......Read the rest...

...I knew that am empty Am hollow and through the harrowing Sojourn to identify myself, to complete the missing piece I had to explore, to swim oceans and cruise dilapidated Sahara Just to ensure th......Read the rest...

...The years have not mildewed for my moss is deep and soft, it is a fine as baby hair as thick as an uncut meadow. Somewhere there are lands I have plowed over and over, beneath which are the f......Read the rest...

...Water tapping against the ruins Of hidden earth Lines that we have written in the stars Like a flower grown from seed That’s lost at birth We count on one another To remind us of who we are ......Read the rest...

...A Web waits in its black nest. A thousand and one fledglings cry for attention open throat's as red as blood. I consider not writing anything, the last line I wrote wants to be the next one. ......Read the rest...

...A young tourist went into an old castle for site seen, he became fascinated by the antique structure, the Gothic sculptures and the beautiful renaissance paintings hanging on the stone walls, arti......Read the rest...

...Unearthing blind roots, cyclic thoughts spin round again as if they had just come to me, and had not been arriving forever. Abandoned living-spaces excavated from under the forgotten foundatio......Read the rest...

...She dug a hole in the earth & buried her heart where no one Could find it. Through my tongue I have dug And excavated through a person I thought I knew. A region I still travel both known and u......Read the rest...

...“The songs are casual and careless in a satisfying way, like the used condom your latest lover left lying on your bedroom floor, a souvenir you’re not yet ready to dispose of.” Candy Cotton, Modern W......Read the rest...

... They excavated him, her youngest son, who passed away too soon at age nineteen, to join her second son, who had just died at fifty-five- to the new hollowed plot. There, side-by-sid......Read the rest...

...At first sight there was a hole a pile of dirt, freshly dug, an excavation. The earth was warm it smelled of fresh-dug earth, wisps of steam rose gently wafting up in spirals in the mist.......Read the rest...

...Another roll-over-in-bed poem A nose blow and a wide yawn separates a lubricated **** scene from a gravelly scripture. In that gap, the harlot’s far from the screen. My blade’s lacquer reveals the......Read the rest...

...A laptop waits in its black nest. I consider not writing anything, ignoring the blood deep voices. I wish I had a few ending words to write, completing one story and the beginning first lines ......Read the rest...

...Colour Schemers Arab Traders excavated Europe laid the foundation The New World framed it perfectly The rest of the races roofed it This … Inordinate economic concupiscence Shadowy sham, a......Read the rest...