Patterns Poems - Poems about Patterns

... The Light, through the veil, paints secrets. The crossroads of constellations twisting into new patterns. In reverence, the Moon dances, coaxing the Sun, your loyal companion. You......Read the rest...

...A celestial dancer - the light, pirouettes through the veil of existence, and with each gesture You,the conjurer,bend the fabric of time, twisting fate into new patterns. Illuminating secrets w......Read the rest...

...Birthday Poem to Myself by Michael R. Burch LORD, be no longer this Distant Presence, Star-Afar, Righteous-Anonymous, but come! Come live among us; come dwell again, happy child among men— m......Read the rest...

... Line of inquiry: “We have been here a thousand times before Memory erased, each time we begin anew Of hands held tenderly, we’ve lost the score Each embrace virgin like fresh morning dew T......Read the rest...

... "The Beetlejuice Past Your Eyes" “Well, where would you suggest I commence? Should we begin with the concept of pasteurize?” This said to the earnest listener, who views the prot......Read the rest...

...In the tangled web of my thoughts, you’re stuck, A plague that both torments and comforts. I've heard whispers of your newfound flame, Yet I ponder how long that flame will endure. For I know, li......Read the rest...

...Goldfish were in a decorating contest this week They painted their scales in patterns that peek Outdoing each other in swirls, lines, shapes and dots. I saw them as far away as twelve hundred knot......Read the rest...

...Standing in front of this enormous masterpiece, Seeing his life story as the layers release. I wasn’t warned to expect a wonder so rare. I guess I expected a melting clock here or there. Venu......Read the rest...

... In the moments just before dawn, before the brilliance of the morning sun, arises hope because love has won. Oh, yes, His love has born a heart who is forever adoring, always outpouri......Read the rest...

...MY VITILIGO, MY STRIPS In the mirror, I see a canvas unique, Where patches of light tell a tale mystique. My skin, like a tiger's, striped and bold, Each mark a story waiting to be told.4 V......Read the rest...

...The smell of fresh baked cakes keeps floating in the air and daylight burst through the sky spilling coffee latte on the roof and I stood still inside and watch the cream drips slowly from the ceilin......Read the rest...

...SPHINX STONE I am Sphinx Stone Sun stationed statue silent sculptured synoptic not marble or granite nor black tourmaline or crystal sapphire quartz vortex for Void actualising sacred a......Read the rest...

...I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon. I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon. I studied sleep patterns too, like viv......Read the rest...

...The dancer pirouettes, bending, weaving at your behest; secrets whispered by you. With each gesture twisting into new patterns; emerald veils swaying to veil the twilight. The enchantress ......Read the rest...

...Looking upon intelligence too long can just depress, an honest mind figures out quick it’s not amongst the best. The range of them is just so vast, the unique mind so rare, you try to see what ......Read the rest...