Inkiness Poems - Poems about Inkiness

...Awaken with the break of a tangerine dawn bathing you in its Crimson sacredness ! Meditate with the majestic Pine trees Towering the skies Transcending the temporal ! Dance among the w......

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...it’s an endless void of emptiness in a starkness filled with play it’s a synonym of every dream in an antonym yet to try it’s a darkened apron of inkiness in a sparkling bejewelled sea ......

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...Cul-de-Sac Quick steps slow to hesitate The sudden curve of a straight white line Into the mists of detour Lined with haunting facades Of blurred addresses And faded street signs Wher......

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..."The Cosmos" The cosmos The unknown universe Concepts so hard to swallow The moon and its luminance The constellations The dancing colors Thoughts without any limitations The sun that pr......

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... The year was 1680 and I was travelling, I sat in the carriage looking out the window; The coachman was driving the horses quickly, As a storm was approaching us from behind......

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... I dreamt a dream of my now dead family. Just shadows lingering - All I have are memories actually. That find me standing in a cemetery. On a night dark with purple inkiness. ......

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...Roaring engines, wheels on tarmac Flight 82 is running late Pilots push the throttle forward Flight 82 disappears into the black The nose rises, the speed quickens G-forces push you through your sea......

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...JUST ONE MORE MYSTIC MILE AND OR SMILE Something worthwhile something to beguile me And whittle time away wistfully And blissfully Someone wily to surreptitiously sneak up behind me And be kind to m......

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...Boundless inkiness Set colourfully ablaze as lightning thoughts Burst through the intricate maze of grey Eyes opened, shimmering with fragments of imagination Overwhelmed with bubbling awe-struck......

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...THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL Giant ferry berthed in Mersey River : Tugs take the strain with a shiver, Ropes creak and we cast off - She timorously inches away from the wharf. Bow c......

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...celestial moons celestial suns celestial stars and black holes reflected in our vessels windows all rainbow colours that seemed to bleed into the velvet inkiness of the planet's atmosphere not......

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