Meddles Poems - Poems about Meddles

...What becomes of a world of war? The world is crowded, lonely, happy and sad Bored I am of life I am bored Whisperings of life hint it is stressed The strait between hope and despair Forthwith ......Read the rest...

...Grasping a plot from my store of meddles I spread, near the sink, verbs and nouns I've found. Cleaving each to a size then heated derive a fragrant misty theme. . . .to be continue......Read the rest...

...she meddles me mad doing what I do not want mind do you hear me 2-Feb-2020 Senryu On Mind Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Jenish Somadas......Read the rest...

...You think your mind rules your thoughts when you find your lost at heart and part is feeliní societies grasp on the situationÖsit impatiently waitiní for your lips to read the scriptÖthis mystery wil......Read the rest...

...I dwell in the heavens on moonlit beams sun seared clouds billowy waves my celestial stage no worldly worries or cranial cares My soul mingles meddles among gods Zeus, Apollo ......Read the rest...

... Beleaguer me with beaten breaths as I burn long beyond this dalliance of love, Remind me with a rush of redolent-rippled candy kisses draped across my lips-- Enchant me w......Read the rest...

...PORCELAIN AND TILE TO DEFILE FOUR JUNKIES You cannot imagine what I see Unless you are exactly like me Friends like yours die and that’s the rub But many of mine have died in my bathtub Just two ju......Read the rest...

...A dream bestowing an unimaginable dream Is far beyond my imagination My dream cradles another form of creativity Freedom leads me out of troublesome society My dream bestowed another shard of......Read the rest...

...I'm not one who judges, interferes or meddles, but I must spay my pet rock because it won't stop having pebbles. You may find me to be somewhat of a nut but I truly suspect that my pet rock is a s......Read the rest...

...The psychiatrist meddles with the head. Nutritionists keep us decently fed. Nurses are very clever, As are surgeons, however, The proctologist's probe is met with dread! Robert L. Hins......Read the rest...

...I blush when I think about the makeup Of Man. At birth he's weak and insecure He's helpless, ignorant- a little pup Has more going for him than this treasure. And when he matures, mental growth i......Read the rest...

......for Sylvia Plath Her grasp of things is gone, she meddles, she is lost with no prospect of redress. She hovers shapeless, rudderless in a storm-toss'd mess. Substanceless, totterin......Read the rest...

...I offer my apologies; if perhaps I may offend; But I’m burdened by atrocities; that seem to never end. The odor does precede them; as they approach my way; It’s the smell of one who meddles;......Read the rest...

......for Sylvia Plath Her grasp of things is gone, she meddles and is lost with no prospect of redress. She hovers shapeless, rudderless in a storm-toss'd mess. Substanceless, tottering......Read the rest...