Lane Poems - Poems about Lane

...a po-am...a toil letting of word...sound-dings that splash meanings...of an idea-as a lane-gauge...for some word flow from an id-as...clear stan ......Read the rest...

...yellow swallowtail flit along searching for blooms.... busy four-lane road ......Read the rest...

...April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and fil......Read the rest...

...AN Honest Aim There is a frame for an honest aim. Not like a click for a photo flip. It is for a give when a take is clear. An honest aim at a shot so near. There is a back when a lost is fou......Read the rest...

...Tainted fate was broadcasted this afternoon, and the life of which I had called mine was pasted into the dreary news. Quoted as a mundane, overused headline. But I saw it for what it is wit......Read the rest...

...I've touched the flame of the poet's soul and felt the burning of wondrous wonder it dances in my mind a brighter glow where treasured words are there to plunder Forgive my sin of being a dream......Read the rest...

... The tiny specks grow a titanic tension. They’re often harmless, Google consoles her. Yet a rare chance burns beyond solace. Is it a harbinger of retinopathy? Will her eye-LEDs illumin......Read the rest...

...Beneath the host of silence that pierces with the harshness of refusal, A timid odyssey of splendor quietly sharpens its echo. For in the depths of oceans of lamentation hidden, Rests a crystal of......Read the rest...

...No mansion on the lake A cottage on the lane A hub for dwelling sake Worn wood on windowpane Potatoes in the bin A mattress for my bed A table in the den Suffice for breaking bre......Read the rest...

...We are not all meant, for the driving of fast cars, And some will only ever be backseat drivers at best, So why do they expect us all to be able, To travel in the fast lane on the internet, When ......Read the rest...

...ominous frozen moments eerily suffused breathless as time stops seeking the essence of stillness in graduations of tone ......Read the rest...

... WOVEN WORLDS I have left behind Long Past. Too short Future is to step on. All achievements are turned obsolete. I am waiting for last bell to ring. No use to ruminate what I h......Read the rest...

... "Conversation with the wind, theme #5." Wind, will you whisper softly murmuring low as you blow lifting the birdies on your currents swaying the wildflowers in the meadow ......Read the rest...

...Good Friday night, and haunted by the cross The body in the darkness sends the mind To go out searching for him. Blood and moss The crown of thorns around his head defined By lightning striking ......Read the rest...

...If love was a book It would be nothing but a messed up tell without A happy ending locked away out of reach from People (children) simply put a secret system is insure from the broken heart t ......Read the rest...