Fleeing Poems - Poems about Fleeing

...In me, now is an insatiable thirst, I know well that I have lost my track. I have gone astray from my God, all goodness incarnate. Searching Him, lonely and longingly I stray, To pla......Read the rest...

...mass austerity within singularity there's no clarity flickers in darkness motion overcomes starkness throws off death's harness gravity freeing nothingness begets being one lost in fleein......Read the rest...

... Writing metaphors with psychedelic ink, but they are living things; taking me to hell in a basket of my own creation. I open my mouth to scream, a......Read the rest...

...Voyagers  The old ship rust stripped like a Sudanese mule doomed to carry fleeing people across a landscape of despair Why, she floats is a lasting mystery From one obscure port to another s......Read the rest...

...Voyagers  The old ship rust stripped like a Sudanese mule doomed to carry fleeing people across a landscape of despair Why, she floats is a lasting mystery From one obscure port to another s......Read the rest...

...Dreams are mystical, mesmerizing experiences, fleeting as the echo of a fading whisper. Reflections of a distorted day and fears brought to life by worry and despair. Elusive as day approaches, lik......Read the rest...

... Fear not of the undiscovered journey - the souls’s compass will show you the way ~ the poet When the curtain finally falls and angel’s soft chimed vo......Read the rest...

... Written: April 18, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Another atrocity: letting stone or lime tears slick. A majestic sight—an albatross-nurturing chick. Midway......Read the rest...

..." Many, many years ago our Parish Priest told this story, and I have never forgotten it. The moral being that God helps those that helps themselves. It was a pleasure to put that story to rhyme, and ......Read the rest...

...bands of fleeing lovers tumble from your dusty room to their real lives and relatives those hours with you dissipated dispensed with the innocence of Before now, you must return unclean to o......Read the rest...

...I was an experienced interior designer, whose specialty was outer doors, Ever opening to amber sunshine, as petals open, when vivid beams pour. Functionality and beauty were very vital, s......Read the rest...

..."A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers." by Alexander Smith Muscle. like beasts, humbled the virtue of humility Each one showed as though each one w......Read the rest...

...I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn, When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns. With a cup of aromal coffee, I'd watch y......Read the rest...

...Building the Bee Box Oh, let's take the cedars from Lebanon To build a temple for these bees. Plant a showcase of flowers to entice. A manmade fountain for water. Then, we shall put sugar in i......Read the rest...

...!51+alabaster Bender Biscuit Jab_rightcross Gut Wrench- Fleeing the hold. ah-ooh ah-ooh chopin reversed big chopin told me there it is! referre contact stay out of the action there the ......Read the rest...