Inks Poems - Poems about Inks

...My name is “Girl” A girl with wings I had a pearl A pearl filled with inks I had a dream A dream to fly I heard a scream A scream, nothing but a lie I am blessed with a gift A gift to e......Read the rest...

...[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more of an upstart,......Read the rest...

..."Robert Frosts', friend, Edward Thomas was an indecisive fellow, until that one day they took the other road Edward wanted, and of course, Robert's piece was not Edward's choice to say th......Read the rest...

... when my heart breaks for the morning, yet yearns for the starlit skies, I know that the music of summer is playing across my life ~ quote by poet ~~~ Summer covers the earth in ......Read the rest...

...In the moonlit tapestry, where the scars unfold, Silent tales etched in the surface's ground, Each mark is a chapter, a story untold, In the silk of time, hope finds its bond. Whispers of battl......Read the rest...

...The trappings of a Poet … or being a Poet They’re each something different remote and distinct The tweed jacket wood paneled image deceiver Lays claim to what only —enlightenment inks ......Read the rest...

...The cycle of night and day starts anew as a rising sun inks ebony blue. And causing crystal drops of morning dew to sparkle like diamonds, Dawn's light breaks through. As the horizon bl......Read the rest...

... In the workshop of my waking hours, I am the maker of my own day, Crafting moments with a DIY attitude, Twisting fate's threads with hands unbound. At 6 AM, I pick up my tools, Coffee ground......Read the rest...

...Stillness comes, quiet ensues at days crepuscule "time" Humans and animals rest, settling in haimish "homes" Some with droopy eyes when darkness inks the "sky" A crescent moon, it seems more and......Read the rest...

...October inks the leaves on the trees and orange, gold, and scarlet abound, within Fall's fantasy wonderland. Sculpting a visual wonderland Mother Nature tints the tops of trees and a p......Read the rest...

...Jack Frost inks Fall canopies as orange, scarlet, and gold atop deciduous trees flutter in the breeze.......Read the rest...

...Painting You Before painting, I first sketch you In my mind’s eye…To compose The lines, shapes, shadows and lights, That work altogether to form a semblant sight Of you for any relative, frie......Read the rest...

...Inquisitive sorts enigmatic notions as positions--scaled left for the right-hander--behold various perceptions, thus preserving perfection as a cure for misdirection's subtle draw. Earnest for......Read the rest...

...A crimson wave applauds every brisk breeze,, sending cerise ripples through the treetops. And watching the leaves tumble from the trees, sunburned farmers start harvesting their crops. ......Read the rest...

...Nature spills colored ink upon flowers in bloom, a peacock's blue-green plume cottony clouds of pink and the waters we drink; creation's Her playroom. Earth's sky is sapphire blue, i......Read the rest...