Nerves Poems - Poems about Nerves

...I’m retired now. These days I’ve got it made. I sit on my porch and drink lemonade. You will never see my nerves get rattled, Or my disposition become embattled, No, not even if my conscience ......Read the rest...

...Dissect my eye to find the truth It's a telescope to inner universes Use wires from my brain Hook up, bypass, create a highway Do not converse with those there They'll ask you to cross their pa......Read the rest...

...In the Land of the Lost, on my floor;folks crazed A wod jane does yell trash in flush room.; felt miffed My nerves tense, on this floor -I’m on edge;feel brash Here 8 months there is no hope in s......Read the rest...

...Emaciated test-tube mutations Raised apart in pristine distillations Conceived in dexedrine celebrations and the crazed, ecstatic inhalations of the professor’s choicest pheromones Right-......Read the rest...

...“When I felt lonely and betrayed, God’s words, ‘Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God’ fell into my ears as a soothing zephyr” By Poet Night fades away......Read the rest...

...I marvel how touch touches deepest chord, That rest of senses scarce can ever match, Time heals old wounds, touch stays on for long stored, And leaves a sign, a lasting mark to etch, I marvel......Read the rest...

...Had I been thinking fast, gladly would I put this person in my past. He is not worth the time it takes to whoop his ass. I don’t mean to make a fuss. But he makes me want to cuss. And ......Read the rest...

...Where are now battle-braves essayed, Where did tears of joy, of pain go? Where, the rare braveries portrayed, Where did the blood that was shed flow? Duryodhan’s wrath wrapped up in woe, Dhrita......Read the rest...

...You don't need to swear and cuss Making such a big loud fuss Calm down, take a breath You are scaring me to death I know your angers coming through Because of what he did to you You are mad and......Read the rest...

...Within the singing stillness of the sphere, I awaken from a breeze, Consciousness, a proud guardian in the temple of endlessness, The eternal fire in the hands of time, keeper of the ephemeral flam......Read the rest...

... I felt tears trickling down. After so many years. All persevering truce is a magnificent allegory , measuring minuscule salt portions with a grandiose precaution. The immediate call will be the las......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nick Tipton lived a quiet life, west Kentucky, in rolling hills; been farming there for ten years, all according to his own will. This simple li......Read the rest...

...Convalescence of Richard McGeehan Spouse of my eldest sister marital bond fixed in place strong as mortise and tenon, he hales of hearty Irish stock genes of said septuagenarian analogous to ......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 3 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ The Terror Bugs pursued them through the skies toward the river Cody flew just fast enough but still......Read the rest...

...Villanelle: Remembering Not to Call by Michael R. Burch (a villanelle permitting mourning, for my mother, Christine Ena Burch) The hardest thing of all, after telling her everything, is reme......Read the rest...