Missives Poems - Poems about Missives

Missives on Time I am writing this missive at the age of sixty-seven years, seven months, twenty-five days, two hours and eight minutes of time on Earth. As I record my thoughts about time, I wonder if I understand it. Did it exist before mankind, before the big bang? Was time once only uninterrupted darkness...

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It's time To bring back The days Weeks Months We spent locked in combat It's time To wade through The bones Lungs Hearts That still yearn for you ...

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To start with a word -- an object, person, notion, or motion, something intimate, personal... to develop it, digging deep, to then expand it, connecting its dots to the far reaches of the universe... Ah, Poetry! few feelings more rewarding... specks in the cosmos poets launch brilliant missives ...

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My youthful friend, when I was a lad such as you, I was dismayed to find that running a stick across the lathes of a fence did not make music. My hopes were the regular beat of a stick on slats would compose a song. It scratched the bright, white paint of the pickets, it...

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Turning points and missives Turning points and missives in the wayward outlay intentions Consideration is the darkness in the light. Twelve times twelve never equals thirty three but somehow totals and additions still seem to disagree when recalling life and missing some things in the dark. Student discussions and downright indications of seldom used ideas and missing...

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