Miscued Poems - Poems about Miscued

...The bark was almost the color of charcoal and too rough for a boy to grip and hold on to climb without bare skin being grazed and scraped back to bloodied welts. The trunk was scabbed in gum ......Read the rest...

...It was a dark hole into an Aladdin's cave of old tools. A small window gave the only light and fell on a rough sawn bench wearing scars inflicted by years of use. Saw cuts, drill holes and the......Read the rest...

...With awkward reach the strike of the pen has tipped the ink well splattering onto white paper, vanquishing the lyrics from the poet’s pen, scribbling vignettes of joy or strife, little stories-a......Read the rest...

...My friend had said Oh! Father What color My eyes my skin's shades Of many MELATONIN (what) I have a white mother And yet my father's black From what am I What race......Read the rest...

...believe it or not I love everybody I come from a long line of constraints I am often told what I can and can't Yet still I love everybody Respectively I deplete deploring circumstances ......Read the rest...

...Grope slopes of love doves through your palpitation periscope Sacrifice the price of neglect notoriety, preserve the verve of hope Multiply and gratify the clue and value of courtesy Divide glides......Read the rest...

...Water you are crystal clear And you pour, you're in elucidating body that rises Onto the shore And I often wonder, why You're in all of us Elemental molecule you reside within us And wat......Read the rest...

...lesson learned of not taking the bull by the horns there's this elderly man sitting in the front of the bus he's a picture of cheerfulness and mostly goodness there were also a few other pas......Read the rest...

...It took just a moment A single concentration lapse And down the drain,Bayern's effort went Whilst Messi enjoyed the claps Life is like a football game As dicey as a game of chess A ......Read the rest...

...Once upon a tragic, forsaken love, A wish miscued from somewhere above. So incorrect, I could not detect, Nor should expect, Our bond fit like hand to glove. A sour lullaby, sang a love you......Read the rest...

...Running down a starlit path, trying to escape this earth's bound wrath. Searching for something bright and new, something fresh.. maybe you. I search myself for something true, only to find mys......Read the rest...