Paisley Poems - Poems about Paisley

That one lost their tongue somewhere along the way long ago, the sound, doesn’t come out the same anymore, so they roll it up like a carpet containing a nakedly dead body of blunt words like unplucked violins untuned to how...Read the rest...

Her heart was filled swiftly with turquoise and paisley patterns of joy Expanding enthusiastic bubbles were flying in her imaginative highways Swirling poetic metaphors drank in the wonder of the moments A pristine canvas of time formed a...Read the rest...

rainbow idea we need prisms in prison uplifting inmates plaid idea We need design on shirts even on Fox News women paisley idea We need to bring back the joy of the sixties But leave the Viet Nam War behind...Read the rest...

` I collected the kinetic swirls of differing shades in the dizzying reflections of how you made me feel Whirling affects blurred in calliope sonnets and brass ring reachings while riding a paisley tiger My pockets filled with these mesmerizing emotions sculpted of Ferris Wheel desires and...Read the rest...

a paisley flower marigold garden bright sprinkled with pretty...Read the rest...

A sailor profusely tattooed Enjoyed being secretly lewd;     He took off his clothes     Whenever he chose, And looked not the slightest bit nude....Read the rest...

Every summer in Paisley Ontario On a huge grassy park field A festival is held every summer Constants set up their gear Then begin to cook the ribs After cooked add their secret Visitors are given special cards They have...Read the rest...

She blithely dreams of flitting butterflies, essence of lemon-drop poetry and lighter-than-vapor argent cotton candy castles upon empurpled cloud embellishes, meanwhilst wistfully hot air balloons designed of lilting paisley embroidery inflated with the airy fragrance of wildflowers'...Read the rest...

Dropping The Paisley What more can I say? This beautiful woman lived in my house and now she is gone, sailing or flying, swimming or walking. I don’t know where. So please, tell the woman I live with now it’s time again to drop the...Read the rest...

In all my journeys, the lone regret I find impossible to forget is you. How can I ignore such familiar comfort lifting my core towards spiritual transport? What more can I do? Where shall the freedom course truer even as proximity stains...Read the rest...