Hideaway Poems - Poems about Hideaway

... “Peace is found amidst seclusion. When zealous zephyrs emanate lilac light for lovers, longing for a poetic paradise” ~ Poet Close your eyes, lend your ears~ to the Universe… In silence ......Read the rest...

...sometimes I sing antique anthems, of the nights I was confined within a bottle of diamond tears, wept woefully from the widest sky that held kaleidoscopic stars~ amidst festooned f......Read the rest...

... demons … the beasts love feasts upon tended like sheep by character and good intention their devious vigor comes in their knowledge of the souls they badger and vex for that blood is of on......Read the rest...

...Through thickened woods and thorny brush I chased the elf in silenced hush Around intoxicating pines And mossy-covered hanging vines Taking care to mark the way With petals dropped from rose ......Read the rest...

...Listen to the shifting winds carrying musical meteors, there soars floating letters between lyrical lines, emanating runes that reflect revolving rhymes of faith within and beyond. F......Read the rest...

... "The dream of a hidden door in the deepest and most intimate sanctum of the soul, which opens . . . " Carl Jung, Jungian Psychology...Read the rest...

...Happiness, where is your dwelling in the ancient hideaway? Like a mantra of light murmured under the parchment of silence, Like a dream springing from the mystery of the ephemeral void, Darkness o......Read the rest...

... In a dream, I was exploring a green forest, lush and tangled with vines. Following a path I was on a quest of some sort. As I journeyed onwards I stopped often to investigate a wildflower or......Read the rest...

...Do you remember when the walls Shifted their zig zaggy colors. Do you remember when our wails Of laughter went on for hours. Do you remember when we discovered How similar we were to each othe......Read the rest...

...I was an ambitious fine watchmaker, looking forward to sunshine tomorrows, Like the remote edge of a fuchsia horizon, where gather racy, blue swallows. I worked on clocks of all styles and sizes,......Read the rest...

...What were you doing, alone in the woods, my John, What were you doing out at dawn? Why it hasn't rained for ages now, So many failed crops, and fields you must plough. Your dirty clothes are all ......Read the rest...

...Stricken with anguished nausea Written three years ago tomorrow, yet superimposed (likened to emotional palimpsest) upon mental state of yore recent post traumatic stress triggered courte......Read the rest...

...This beach without shady palm trees is the chosen playground of harsh winds, its sand is drier than the Sarah's desert; nobody lays on a blanket to soak up sunshine, not even kids play handball s......Read the rest...

...Recluse by dint of circumstance Proud anonymous troglodytes forerunners of mine confronted threats less horrific than forty fifth commander in chief of United States of America. He/him (ma......Read the rest...

...run run run days coming undone managing thick and thin while doing the backspin hoped for a miracle for time in a capsule a mere hideaway but no way, jose! AP: Honorable Mention 2023, H......Read the rest...