Muddles Poems - Poems about Muddles

...He visited Simon's mother-in-law, who had a fever. Did he do so because she was kin of his disciple? The elderly needed care. He knew this as a healer. Wasn't their psyche more than their physique......Read the rest...

...Clean air has now become a pipe dream. The bleak energy speaks loudly, With a lot of stale and toxic air. Like Jonah in the belly of the whale, People stay choking, choking for fresh......Read the rest...

...In a white realm, where optimism drifts away. Frescoed moonbeams on walls, in swirling array. Such silky cream and vanilla, delicately sifting. As the full moon lingers, its light bris......Read the rest...

... grey clouds like shrouds hover cover wind speed like steed fright'ning lightning thunder sunder cryin' welkin raindrops fat plops muddles puddles pit pat......Read the rest...

...All that glistens is not gold, Of that, you can be sure The wedding ring I'm wearing Does it have a gold mark? I don't know anymore. Fake is the in word We now ask, what is real? Real looks ......Read the rest...

...The roots of a family tree run deep for they were planted long ago. generation upon generation have nurtured and watched that family grow into a tree whose strength and beauty is impossible deny.......Read the rest...

...Yesterday I unscrewed the top of the homemade huckleberry jam you gave me before you left for Lisbon. I took deep purple breaths to fill my light pink lungs. It was such a necessary experien......Read the rest...

...Darkness peeks beneath the shadows Melancholic doubt, dread From silent sensation, built by depression Falling down from up on high Where there is grace, where there is chance Darkness drive......Read the rest...

...My father passed a few years back, and he keeps appearing in my dreams, always on the same street and roughly the same dialogue. The poem/story has no real format. Just my feelings on it. Thanks! ......Read the rest...

...Some float, move on the diameter of a whim. A few articulate between joy and grief, others are hinged so that ears can hear each other. Most are scaffolds. One hollow bone hums in the throat,......Read the rest...

...I wake to a monochrome world and I yawn The reds, greens and yellows awaiting the dawn Out on the water, my luminous float Rides unseen ripples in fear of no boat This morning my roof is my fis......Read the rest...

...Why do I continue with this book the chapters either deadly dull or all the action occurring at once in an overwhelming cascade of events that muddles the mind too complex to keep up with impos......Read the rest...

...My nutty week stays long in my memory My brain didn't process like it would normally But just to be sure I now lay of the pink gin I will share you my tale and shall now begin. Paracetamol had ......Read the rest...

...The air is thick with words. They flutter and beat About my ears Like a thousand moths. A proliferation of pontification And pedantic pomposities Numbs my mind And muddles my thoughts. Detail......Read the rest...

...Sitting here without internet bundles, With no electricity am using candles, Nights are too cold without cuddles, I'm in a life which's filled by muddles, Future plans have turned into riddles. ......Read the rest...