Girdling Poems - Poems about Girdling

...The quick sands collapse within abyss invited by airless darkness where marshy reeds slither, escape routes entangled as hazard paves life’s walkway for the destiny to saunter. Weary steps un......Read the rest...

...The blue hills rolled down the verdant slopes in rhythmic swings on tinged topography cradling the charm of the humming hamlet that lodged once my home happy. With the slant shadow......Read the rest...

...Near the horizon the blue hills cascaded in waves, Over the emerald slopes of rhythmic undulations Surrounding the hamlet where my home was once. The flotilla of ivory cloud drifted in cerulean sk......Read the rest...

...The blue hills rolled down embracing the verdant slopes in rhythmic dance, to the cradle of the humming hamlet where my childhood home was once. With formless flotilla of cloud clumps, fl......Read the rest...

...I see colours far from day visible to sight never fading away I see colours painting sad nights revealing to shine of today's fight I see colours save dark nightmares no dreams cut......Read the rest...

...A dime for a lie, a lie for what is his; his father endows him, a bouquet of lies. It carries no promises nor paradise dreams, distorted smiles, and cries of scream. A bloody caress by a mudd......Read the rest...

...This world we inhabit, a giver of life That on the surface is so rife, Akin to a tree’s cross-section, A thin cambium bound by natural selection. The atmosphere the outer bark that protects L......Read the rest...

...SEARCH OF A DRIFT WOOD The blue hills rolled down the verdant slopes in rhythmic dance in the cradle of the humming hamlet where my home was once. With the slant shadow ......Read the rest...

...While plumes flutter in rhythm, swans twirl a ballet girdling through agile quills aflight and pivot in choreography of glazed moondance till wings leave at finale's point when icy November......Read the rest...

...Look...See how long nights are drawing in. Dreary birdsong gradually abates - Opaque dusk grows dim; And just outside the creaky little garden Gate, Stood opposite the empty wood Where the vaca......Read the rest...

...Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall... And sadly...i start to drive. Through the unremarkable village with its tall Georgian Bay window panes, lightless, devoid of visages; ......Read the rest...

...Oh baneful yellow Moon in fullest rounded sphere, Bright as Summers Buttercups in abundant yield, Coldly riveted upon Winters beaten, thin silvered panels; Thereof: By ye mighty hammer doth great ......Read the rest...

...The path progresses in a linear manner like a fallen tree trunk branching occasionally. Perpendicular cousins gauntlet the peripheral borders. Winter’s extreme nudity revealing an ......Read the rest...

...For Martha a girl of thirteen Dreams were not umpteen She saw a nurse walk briskly “Wish I were her’ she thought frankly Having set this goal in mind To run the race, ways she did find W......Read the rest...