Mulled Poems - Poems about Mulled

... "Their World" Of course, there was no re-assurance from them that they would respond to the message I had sent. Morning had arrived. The day had commenced as any other, unravelling ......Read the rest...

...The field had stood barren these last few years waiting for the farmer who scratched his head visualising crops with which he could plant corn tall yellow gently rustling in the breeze he mulle......Read the rest...

... Written: January 19, 2024 ____________________________________ Wondrous cymbals in choral harmony enraged scarlet wing beats in a fierce rhapsody! Countless moments st......Read the rest...

... "Short Night of the Dark Christmas" short night of the dark Christmas means home alone, for some, but heck get real, no one is truly alone, never, even when real......Read the rest...

...This Thanksgiving I’ll nibble jerky Cos somebody just named my turkey The snow’s crisp and even I can’t feast on Stephen And mulled wine has made things look murky The turkey ran huffi......Read the rest...

...our mental simulator is the incubator of our physical illustration our mental perceptions of how events in our perceived physical world are created by our inner m......Read the rest...

...Be thou wet and seasoned, for we are richly mulled int the wine of quiet passions. Catch my breath in your hungry mouth, bleed into my veins as purple as wine. I want you under and over m......Read the rest...

...The musk of damp earth after a coating of autumnal rain permeates, Smoke upon distant chimneys, spiralled clumsily, enveloped by the evening sky, Leaves underfoot make a crunching chorus, harmo......Read the rest...

...He never came back, no one ever did, she was trapped inside with all that she knew, no more information came to her now, but he’d programmed her to know what do to, and to her father Alex would s......Read the rest...

...1)The Awakening I know when fantasies became boundless, it was the first time I sat on the pier; Bellowing aqua swells rolled in endless the ocean’s melody hung in my ear; Suddenly the siz......Read the rest...

...It's only Tuesday Yet the whipping outside Is quite lovely tonight Hopes and expectations are Aligned with fiery desire Mulled with insatiable fruit Steam arises from holes Better meant for qu......Read the rest...

...You are a magnetic salt for my tongue. Your valleys unleash my electric soul, death illuminates us, feeds us life through a speaking flesh. I did not find you, you did not find me, we were int......Read the rest...

...There is a sublime pool of intersecting streams. I wade that wet like watermelon's green. Citrulline el citrine my cisterns be clean like the water's Maxwell. The soul is luminous and gloo......Read the rest...

...She has a tumbledown deck, a creaky rocker. Dandelion seeds carry memories from one neglected garden patch to another. She’s not that old, but her wine has mulled, a hard sun has scoured her feat......Read the rest...

... "Ghosts and Gods" We see them when we want to, in our minds and hearts they are always mysterious watching over us the other world - above they - see everyt......Read the rest...