Freckled Poems - Poems about Freckled

..."I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings Hello my dearest darling, it was our time to wake, The rustic rooster had already roused my re......Read the rest...

... From mine chamber, breathless and perspiring upon the bed, I spy you there, out my window, looming overhead. Your gaze, a silent arbiter in the night, I cloak my naked shame, to veil my plight......Read the rest...

...Leave it all behind. There’s no room for your baggage, but your togs, towel and the factor 50 promise. Sail the roads west. Teenage freedom is in the bottom of the lidl bag, clung by ice-creame......Read the rest...

...“A tattered soul isn’t always dark; there’s light within, amidst broken wings. Only a hyacinth heart would see the sun when it rains. ” ~ Quote by Poet I am like tatter......Read the rest...

...Born December 5, 1961, blonde cherubic, lips of rose buds, eyes of the bluest baby innocence. Remember the 1960's brother, Massapequa proud, Long Island. Our Cedar Street, lined once with what ......Read the rest...

... I walk through the glade colour enlightens me- in my mind's eye abstractions rainbow my persoective The soft yellow streaked the terra cotta,shadowing the speckled sallow s......Read the rest...

...Preening poetess you amaze me Your glowing speckled freckled face As you quilt a lilt of melodies With not even a hair out of place Well caped and draped in shimmering light Soft gabar......Read the rest...

...New Yorkers, in general, are very notorious for walking way too fast, not moderately: it's seen as an unpleasant remark; tourists keep think to themselves, " They're funny! " It's a stereotype t......Read the rest...

...Mural Musings the soft yellow streaked the terra cotta, shadowing the speckled sallow saffron a bluish buff upon the cochineal; brilliant boneblack grizzled the engrain citrine carnation as ......Read the rest...

... When life parades a fine line between alienation and rationality, internal intruders of the soul shroud spotlights. In my dreams I'm playing charades with the grim reaper. surround......Read the rest...

...The newborn dawn caresses outstretched arms of cattails surrounding the circumference of a tranquil pond. Before breakfast the reed maces say grace, and beckon for warmth on an April day. The......Read the rest...

...the soft yellow streaked the terra cotta, shadowing the speckled sallow saffron a bluish buff upon the cochineal; brilliant boneblack grizzled the engrain citrine carnation as the fallow flax......Read the rest...

...The haibun can be a standard(where haiku etc follows the prose) or afterword (where prose follows the haiku) or prose envelope (prose para haiku,para) verse envelope(haiku......Read the rest...

... Time may change me But I can't trace time -David Bowie piercing morning winds threaten to strip the trees of their orange, golden and crimson gowns; the resilient foliage gripping......Read the rest...

...Hue and cry road map, totem sign or lachrymose, knee-deep self compass, wading bird of psychic lull, being is a misty quest, that oblong pointer centered, on some phantom bridge, or other cros......Read the rest...