Lifeblood Poems - Poems about Lifeblood

My soul had long been troubled... by hatred, dejectIon and contempt. They were the poisons that flowed red in my veins, burning like wildfire from my head to my toes, as if this world were inhabited by demons: that have teeth instead of fangs, tongues instead of flickers, and take delight in loading tears with sorrow. But from that day you responded...

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I wax poetic as lifeblood imperceptibly doth wane Mine body electric analogous to Google map pronounced with arteries and countless varicose vein visible popping blood vessels leeches haven grand old time at expense of poor sucker abracadabra backfired courtesy corp hustle legerdemain. Aging baby boomer no longer fit as a fiddle accumulating extra adipose tissue around the middle ain't no...

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Time is a sieve through which everything slips what once mattered rendered meaningless as our lifeblood drips onto the clay creating a muddy bog that in our well worn boots we wearily slog like tired Tommies in the trenches waiting with bated breath for the shrill sound of the officer's whistle to pierce the fusty fetid air and send...

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To all you governors out there Who won't let citizens choose How to conduct their daily lives Midst these pandemic blues I've written a little poem Especially for you I hope that you'll read it 'Cos it's 100% true: America's lifeblood Small businesses Locked down tight Politicians' mandates ...

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Aging baby boomer no longer fit as a fiddle accumulating extra adipose tissue around the middle ain't no impossible mission whence thumbs I twiddle to shed unwanted weight methinks exorcise to unriddle. Call to action necessitates yours truly to acclimatize, calling fitness trainer whereby honed toned physique (tubby synonymous with Adonis – ha) benefits begetting courtesy to aerobicize, nsync dumbbells compliment exercise, whereby brutal daily grueling regimen will also...

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Cracked California, Sky has teased her, too long. Her thirst, it lingers As clouds withhold her water; Her parched throat cries for mercy. ...

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The lifeblood Water is the lifeblood of us all. We take it for granted; But without it, We would be no more. (C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved....

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Can we disreguard words? Do they mean so little Until spoken face to face Do lines on a paper Written gently, with tenderness and time Make them any less a saving grace If we let love wonder at will Then vunerability is awoken Our very being open to its core But the very belief With which we share our hearts Allows us to love like never...

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Woman, you fan the fading flames of my mortality Nestled here in your warmth, blissful, soft serenity That soothes and hushes down all hurt rememberings Of triumphs...

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