Off And On(A) Poems - Poems about Off And On(A)

...Tell ya something. I faced it I stood up to it. Said you do your thing. Dr in Longview say you are walking dead. He's a heart surgeon I give you 25 percent chance Hell I don't even know how yo......Read the rest...

... You're a cannibal, baby, consuming pieces of my heart, chewing on my frailty, and tearing me apart, You're a scavenger, baby, overhead with your eyes honed, peeling layers of my flesh......Read the rest...

... My entire life I've been drowning in a darkness As a little girl I begged to be loved: Nothing more nothing less I kept telling myself it will be better when I am grown But those demons stayed ......Read the rest...

...The duck has great features others lack - Like water runs right off his back. But for this hack, it’s too much work To address that green-headed jerk.......Read the rest...

...Families are not The same anymore They seem to be More distant, they’re Not close at all They barely have time To pray and eat together Everyone’s looking at Or on their cell phones Even ta......Read the rest...

...When I opened the window, the wind cut through, refreshing. It reminds me of something, laughter is heard, a lonely feeling, distant memories, from the depths of the heart, awaiting a new beginning. ......Read the rest...

...I was seven when we departed for East Africa and what a journey lay ahead of us. First the Suez canal which felt like you could touch the opposite bank as we sailed through them. We saw plenty o......Read the rest...

...Indigo ink dreams Dripping from heart Tattoos tongue with kinetic kiss Green electric buzz like sip Of fine blueberry wine so sweet Dreamy turquoise love touch Filling me up with red desire On......Read the rest...

...I am a captive of these household chores, Cleaning windows, wall and floors. Fighting dirt all the way, Until I am old and grey. Up at 5 to start the sandwich brigade. Pack their lunches and ......Read the rest...

... Foreboding of a tempestuous storm, it blackens as it draws near, a cumulonimbus in towering form, extending to the troposphere, So cast off mooring and slacken the line, break free whil......Read the rest...

...I love women who gracefully dance And sweetly sing; and women who Avidly read and who brilliantly think; I love women who love to love— And who despise to hate—and who Receive and give of th......Read the rest...

...It sits out in your driveway a glittering metallic sculpture. It costs more than your house, you love it more than your spouse. You can hardly drive it, it’s too high, you can barely park it, it......Read the rest...

...Am I really this old, so many ghosts beckoning? —Michael R. Burch Sleepyheads! I recite my haiku to the inattentive lilies. —Michael R. Burch Stillness: the sound of petals drifting dow......Read the rest...

...I ripped the curtain from the window to have a good view of what was transpiring outside, someone must have fallen from the roof top and lay dead on the road side, a little crowd had gathered around ......Read the rest...

...Sit-upons that we wove together. The troop activity. How many spots will remember me? The wicker basket and picnic blanket woven into the amphitheatre. We, my hubby and I, cozied up, listened......Read the rest...