Mid(A) Poems - Poems about Mid(A)

...I Old Age, take me not as thy fugitive, For long I’ve been thy earnest votary, But now that approaches life’s fateful eve, Ye oft make me rethink my loyalty. Youth when slips by leaves a last......Read the rest...

... mid summer hatchlings tadpoles in a cattail pond ~ feast for an egret ......Read the rest...

...Dreams…… In your Dreams, what is it that you see when you close your eyes at night? In your Dreams, are you alone? Is there a special feeling of something or someone that you can feel but not sure ......Read the rest...

... The vampire exited the saloon doors covered in blood her gaze enamors; Cowboys on horses stop mid motion to see what was causing the commotion; Mysterious woman dealing black jack, app......Read the rest...

...Listless on plate waited the farewell cake, So did most colleagues— eagerly to leave, ‘Pon vouching polite words, bulk of them fake, I still recall that routine tedious eve, When companies to ......Read the rest...

...#12: Space Ghost-ed Let's naught add to Space's new oddities, we've space between our ears, with a spare room. Silos hushed ... Grace spots our credulities, our space mid-ear's bles......Read the rest...

..."Play the audio is in accord with the dramatic monologue," ... by the Poet The Broadwalk of somewhat life, at a fair distance......Read the rest...

...May 2051 Dear diary I think I'll try for a part Time job which I just know beyond Anything I'm gonna hate! So I'll work It out um. Without a doubt. I just Don't wanna sit at home to much! I ......Read the rest...

...Tonight Im going to stop the cavalcade stumble out of care, mid air and perform openly prevaricate unabated, off queue i may be ! but that's where i want it to be every stoney smile will be min......Read the rest...

...I have nightmares every night It's so hard to find the light In the darkness haunting me It will never set me free Years and years inside my head I can't shake the words you said Cutting me ins......Read the rest...

...Based upon an entry in the mid-19th Century autobiography of Presbyterian Theodore Clapp, who lived for several decades in New Orleans, Louisiana. Of the many young brides who I’ve married, None ......Read the rest...

...Here's what I am going and willing to do Make a pinky promise and swear an oath unto both me and to you Then spend the rest of every second of my entire life Trying my level best to make you l......Read the rest...

...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the p......Read the rest...

...The quiet calm levied my mind after several sorted attempts to quiet my thoughts quiet the traumatic events I sprung into action complete medication management while continuing to journal l......Read the rest...

...A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else—John Burroughs Blame Underneath a belt of stars in stratosphere’......Read the rest...