Fleetly Poems - Poems about Fleetly

..."Imagination is as imagination does." -- a poet of a truly handsome imagination * * * On every "Help! Oh, help! I'm in a Pickle!" Pickle Day, Ms. Superhero Fancy one true super-du......Read the rest...

...A rustle here, A rattle there, A furtive footstep faintly falling on the stair, And there's nobody rocking in that rocking chair. Strange things are happening! An eerie creak, My knees go wea......Read the rest...

...September rains; springs spout, rivers fleetly flow to sea New memories commence as old ones laggardly fade away Septembers, one new daughter born; a father buried. Remember September Poetry......Read the rest...

...The winds come to me from the fields of sleep Where dreams are blown out of the shallow hills And I, in my solitude, do rejoice As I take my comfort within their voice Which visits me as the cool......Read the rest...

...Where dandelions bloom is where my childhood began Amongst them I would lie in fields of velvet green unfolded like a blanket upon the humble earth I’d gaze into a glistening sky and weave d......Read the rest...

...Savoring solitude’s a sweet sensation a blissful moment of euphoric, elation the marvelously meaningful meditation a sacred savored spiritual vacation transcending tensions I fly fleetly away ......Read the rest...

...Up the splinter tree love lodges in the cold winter A blizzard charades a feeble allegiance Remotely an owl’s grasp, peaked a branch Its fixed eyes study the delicate nest In the storm, upright w......Read the rest...

...A year has months; A month has weeks. A week has days Which brook no tweaks. The days divide By hours, neatly; Hours, minutes. Then, as fleetly, Seconds tick As time flies by. We cannot......Read the rest...

...I cannot help but recall, Peers of eminent prestige, Some passed on forever gone, Others lost for sake of fear, Long nights of acoustic bliss, Beating back the demons in me, As I repine those......Read the rest...

... " Went Down She Did " Twere that Fantome went down went down so she did Chosen she that Devil against then so to bid Her souls naught but bravest... bravest thirty-three As fury o'that temp......Read the rest...

...Once, I loved a lady sweetly,    stole my heart away quite neatly;    dreaming of her every night,    from each dusk, 'til dawning light.    Making love, each eve went fleetly;    when came morn she......Read the rest...

...I’ve been faking but complacency’s fading latency is blatantly shaking me. These cold cascading seconds trickle off the clock that faces me. its hands strangle me, choke me and break me, while ......Read the rest...