Indentation Poems - Poems about Indentation

...Hesitation lingers soundlessly There is nothing in the air Expectation hasn't entered the vacuum The chest rises and falls So soothing, gentle, effortless This is peace or resistance to pain Aw......Read the rest...

...POETIC WALK WITH MARIANNE MOORE Come read and let my voice take you along a syntactical line                                   Better yet                                   if well met listen, m......Read the rest...

...We all collect something it is natural to collect the greater one's purse the more varied and abundant his verse. So~ even divine poets literally not immune a puddle, a shallow indenta......Read the rest...

...Be as you wish to seem. By Socrates I stood in a ditch, shrouded by darkness I felt void as if the universe was falling apart The wind mov......Read the rest...

...Folks stay mute, thinking they don't have a choice, but silence is a form of compliance and change requires the power of your voice; injustice must be met with defiance. ......Read the rest...

...If I were your love, I would adore you, making every day your happiest day. And I would make all of your dreams come true, coaxing your inner child to come and play. ......Read the rest...

...Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy. Albert Einstein ......Read the rest...

...A POETIC WALK WITH MARIANNE MOORE Come read and let my voice take you along a syntactical line Better yet if well met lis......Read the rest...

...The main purpose of life is to live rightly, think rightly, act rightly. The soul must languish when we give all our thought to the body. By Mahatma Gandhi ......Read the rest...

...Dahlias and daffodils dazzle as ice darts from the cold. Dram is kaleidoscopic as moods and thoughts collide. A rosy sun casts hues on the sky, mixing azure and gold. Scarlet engul......Read the rest...

...Our outside road may have a billion steps, but the inward journey has just one: this step. By poet. The geese fly back to the light ove......Read the rest...

...Understanding ourselves is a wonderful truth. A jagged mirror posited a torn clueless identity. Pals left me as a yore youth with a magic tooth. I feed my fears till they fade, lea......Read the rest...

...All the pain and sadness are gone in heaven. No frail can still be willed to the realm of god. Death and old age are gone, and dead are forgiven. With no strain or strife, ......Read the rest...

...This wreath is in your eidetic memory, yet you should live. Can you receive my lament, which is almost to happen? There is no garland as I plummet, rattled by the sieve. Died with you,......Read the rest...

...We learn to pray by praying. We can spend hours studying other people's experiences, but nothing is more vivid than an individual's prayer and its heavenly response. By Poet...Read the rest...