Fortnights Poems - Poems about Fortnights

...The unicorn eggs had been hidden many fortnights ago, The last to remember them was a Prophetess named Woe. She had written down the secret sign to open the safe of gold But it had blown under the......Read the rest...

...Groggy in the morning but she’s my sunrise My eyes open to your sun, your shine Angel under the sun she’s all mine I hope you feel how I feel about you, because I love you more Wish I cou......Read the rest...

...June 12th 2017 TRANSITION revisited and revised today 4/2/2021 While scrolling over outdated docs (i.e. namely OpenOffice documents) derrière seated upon hard backed chair, yours truly came upo......Read the rest...

...Ah! Drop your prejudice and hear I lost my love, fortnights ago My weeping tears dried-up Searching for my last name. With solo flashlight wandering Among scattered droplets of war. Fir......Read the rest...

...The unicorn eggs had been hidden many fortnights ago, The last to remember them was a Prophetess named Woe. She had written down the secret sign to open the safe of gold But it had blown under th......Read the rest...

...Military service (compulsory) Stationed at a camp The discipline, not too tough unless you had never done up your bed. They gave us some old German rifle not Shooting anyone, but for training......Read the rest...

...The bowl of fruit left on the table to wither and rot by those unable. Those whose minds are shattered by death, whose minds are weakened and bereft. There cliché exhibit they concede, tells of ......Read the rest...

...Rudolph Sperry was a ranch-owner’s son, and rode hard for his Circle-S brand, helping punchers herd cattle 'cross the plains, in Nebraska’s western Sand Hill lands, he wasn’t that bad for a young......Read the rest...

...(This moment ...of today’s new found moon) I am cradling the moment as I would cradle you ….if only you would let me I have cupped it in my palm….in a small boat of white …blue sails full of ......Read the rest...

...Tonight I died Cold and lonely, Caught between regret and peace. Life hereafter for me will cease, but not from existence; Rather from cruel intentions, inflected pain from a host of honorable......Read the rest...

...Pardon ma'am, but I noticed you've been staring at this painting for a while She is beautiful but has such a melancholy face, it's hard to look away Her name is Veronique and that's me behind h......Read the rest...

...And where the friends Who look me squarely in the eye Those fangled with new recessions And past regressions Do they recall like I Do they insist on knowing more To remember less To wither fro......Read the rest...

...Can't you hear the call? how often does it seem to you that the wonders fall? when the stars seem to trickle spinning when will the conflagoration win? the wind, why does it pine for a......Read the rest...

...as I slipped through your past without leaving marks or a trace I can't say the same there's only me to blame you crawled in under my skin I can't shake you free there must be a reason that ......Read the rest...