Lessoning Poems - Poems about Lessoning

... The junk drawer of my mind processes MOMENTO, like golden Ark Dulcimer, Cimbalom that shatters the font of unfinished sound, into pixels of mime, song bound, PUZZLE PIECE orchestrated by the ......Read the rest...

...Glowing days that were once red-cheeked and ripe with promise, Are narrowing like tall candles in a church window, Tapering from the golden stand and the sturdy base, To the glorious flame and the......Read the rest...

...I used to imagine that the body was a sort of fleshy gospel, bound together by mind and ligaments. Years of smutch, and oily reduction, daily, a thin scum to be skimmed - a process of dross elim......Read the rest...

...Glowing days that were once red-cheeked and ripe with promise, Are narrowing like tall candles in a church window, Tapering from the golden stand and the sturdy base, To the glorious flame and the......Read the rest...

...Glowing days that were once red-cheeked and ripe with promise, Are narrowing like tall candles in a church window, Tapering from the golden stand and the sturdy base, To the glorious flame and the......Read the rest...

...Of what you know to be beautiful never becomes a real thought, of how you seek it out- the lessoning of everything combined, sanctimony as tree's can do when they listen to one another, se......Read the rest...

...She cried somber tears with each sad suicide attempt, delirious due to drunkenness as dying is what she dreamt. Each catastrophe callus, ungrateful for her creation, ad......Read the rest...

...Misty days and nights call my bluff. Yesteryear was blinded rough. We take chances ever so deep. I myself listed in such sleep. No winter, whether season or age. Travels without periods of rage, Ever......Read the rest...

...Jimmi cannabis sweeps, toward deepening feet, doesn't call a river to wash me out of the Sea, I’m deepening the beat... Jimmi Cannibis leaks- lie’s of the beast, jumps out a door when......Read the rest...

...DREAM ON I dream on, from my dome to my chest to my toes and to the tips of my palms. We dream on, in the land of the free, but where freedom comes at a cost and sacrifice for others the......Read the rest...

...So sweet The lonesomeness of the city light street has me hearing the sound of my heart beat, I quickly fall to sleep, I wake up and stand looking outside from my widow balcony. I see two hom......Read the rest...

...I watch the second hand on the clock. Every tick and every tock is my life lessoning. Amazed at how you can truly watch yourself die. by every tick and every tock. tick,tock,tick,tock,tick,tock.......Read the rest...

...When I walk, I can feel Your hand in mine because it's just, Your and I. When I fall, I can feel You carrying me because it's just You and I. When I think of my future, Your all I see because i......Read the rest...

...As the storm rolls in, the thick dark clouds build up in the sky. The extravagant pink, orange and yellow colors appear over the water as the sunsets across the ocean. The flashing of li......Read the rest...