Heads Up Poems - Poems about Heads Up

...At the crossroads of time, where April flinches in buds parted, Spring dwells in the temple, a priestess in a procession of timid lights. A gentle breeze blows, carrying dreams stormy on the orbit ......Read the rest...

...Crown jewels look like paste the boorish president said. Queen Elizabeth’s eyes rolled back into her head. He is such a nonsensical person, said everyone there. How had he gotten elected? Were Ame......Read the rest...

... Happy days are here once again All is right with the world We sometimes wander a bit off course But find our way back unnerved It's all part of this loving existence That confronts......Read the rest...

... steadfast canopy blue skies of hope lifting heads mimicking the sea......Read the rest...

...Sulu Kampilan Can chop two or three heads clean One power spleen.......Read the rest...

...POTD 23 Mar 2024 THE PATH WELL TRAVELLED. Two paths diverged, and I was thrown by doubts I had never known To my left, thickly overgrown, w......Read the rest...

...My twilight Dream Catcher. Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings. The waves roll in as the blue whale sings. As empty moonbeams fade, In the cosmos evenly laid. Layers of complexity. ......Read the rest...

...When giants hide their heads beneath the sand, the body lies unshielded from the Sun. ‘Tis but a hedge to seemingly withstand the winds of war that nothing will out run. ‘Tis opportune for those ......Read the rest...

...A new command would counter their attack to stay the storm that harkens at your door. ‘Twould be a feat that stunned the iron pack for nothing dared defy the wolves before. And though his pack c......Read the rest...

...Homer translations Surrender to sleep at last! What an ordeal, keeping watch all night, wide awake. Soon you’ll succumb to sleep and escape all your troubles. Sleep. — Homer, translation by Michae......Read the rest...

... In the cool of an autumn morning my father and his friend, Jimmy Kerin, would go mushroom picking in paddocks way out past the last suburban fence. I would tag along not to pick but feel th......Read the rest...

... The ramblings of an old man. Whose years have seen what this life is. Whose eyes have seen the cold man and felt his passing breeze. Who knows about the stillness of when time seems to freeze. Wh......Read the rest...

...The Bumblebee He grew up in a poor household, thought sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother an eager reader had many books that were given and sometimes stolen, often from those who though......Read the rest...

...I stood at the bus stop deciding which way to go and I look towards the East and my adrenaline starts to flow, the traffic was going one way and wind was blowing the other way, and perspiration start......Read the rest...

...The Mystery ship I have read about things like people from March with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies If these people are among us, why aren't normal like Elon Musk, he is smart and will ......Read the rest...