Mounds Poems - Poems about Mounds

...WOMB OF ALL BEGINNINGS In the delicious womb of all beginnings we learnt to giggle electrons to bear all things without nusturtiums, pink lilies or doughnuts warm gurglings of God’s dream......Read the rest...

...In a foreign lush green sprawling land A patchwork carpet stitched together In shades of tawny browns yellows and green Rugged rock forest and wind-swept moor Is a awe-inspiring spectacle to be s......Read the rest...

...Her clothes have left her. They have crossed the floor, riding a camel train of shadows. Tights have twisted to fleshy mounds. A bra gawps twice, spine bent. Shoes topple over drunken heels. ......Read the rest...

...Curves valleys mounds and folds A sweeping landscape we choose to travel And enjoy to linger for a time Whenever we can To us and our companion To the High peak of satisfaction And release mou......Read the rest...

...The drifts move their white weight as if the heaps themselves were snowplows. Again the sky dumps afterthoughts, the packed mounds are remodeled under new wind-plantings. When the land is a......Read the rest...

...Without you My soul lies An inner Pompeii Frozen In time Mounds And Mounds Of fallen Ash and Century old Magma Weigh Down Inside me What Could have Been Should have Be......Read the rest...

... Written: January 27, 2024 ________________________________________ "Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you. Why do you stay in prison when the ......Read the rest...

...Traffic is slow. In the drizzle the holiday crowd complain and grizzle. Magpies and currawongs are carolling. The morning is silvery now. A heavy sky bends down, dropping diamonds wetly o......Read the rest...

... Her adorned stars, crackling overhead like embers in a fireplaced -sweat-stones of heavenly sky lodge. The bottomless pit of lipstuck warp ighs, ......Read the rest...

...Where are the pure white fields of moonlit snow? Where did the green fir trees holding crystal white mounds go? Where are the perfect snowflakes that wisp slowly downward? What I see now in front ......Read the rest...

...What if the winter crawls too slow toward a melting Spring, what if the willow be buried alive under the wight of a weeping sky? A long deep sigh fills the land, with the whites of numbed eyes......Read the rest...

... “And I remember Muscatine -still more pleasantly - for its summer sunset. I have never seen any on either side of the ocean that equaled them.” Samuel Clemens in his younger years when he wor......Read the rest...

...First six lines of my triolet entitled “Wrapped in White” followed by my contrasting six lines which I’ll entitle “Crestfallen in Snow” I long to tread upon the snow in hush of winter, wrapped......Read the rest...

...Torn mind as a book sits unfound once more. Overcast sky blotch caring Sun's warmness, diffuse confidences a dawn's full bliss, consolidates a desolate soul's lore, their brief days of an annular......Read the rest...

...Soon Winter Clouds Rounded mounds piled Ever higher and thicker Heavy, hang deep gray low — Threatening snow — If not tonight, then tomorrow — Over all here, upon this gurgling, burbling ......Read the rest...