Perhaps Poems - Poems about Perhaps

...I'm new to Pennsylvania as mentioned previously, a native Marylander, originally. I bought a small condo and right across the hall, is one older owner struggling with memory recall. Last week a n......Read the rest...

...the darkness of night soft shadows where one can hide perhaps then to dream ......Read the rest...

...The distress... fatigue, combined with restlessness, tossing, and turning. Assuming I possess more energy than I truly do because what is worse, exhausting oneself or lying there, depleted? Many of u......Read the rest...

... There’s a place, a space Parallel to ours I wear the same face Have the same shoe size But I wear fancier duds It's a suit and tie My hair is short, not long I’m not sad there, I’m sm......Read the rest...

...I'm afraid of my pen, It opens me up for everyone to see. My pen just flows with the thoughts that I think. Sometimes good sometimes bad, Then I write happy, then I write sad. The weather ......Read the rest...

...Violinist Eva Mudocci appears in the 'Brooch'* as you can see One of many of his models perhaps they were cuddled as well......Read the rest...

...I put my pen to paper , what should I say Maybe comment on the brilliant sunshine coming my way Or perhaps about life's opportunities would be a good place to start I could wrrite about the love I......Read the rest...

... The sun, resplendent in its blazing might, Burns fiercely o'er a barren, lifeless waste, A desert dry and vast where earth is scorched By searing radiation, deathly bright. No sign of life bu......Read the rest...

... I've spent a great deal of time riding alone this last week. Many of the roads we have been on do not have a shoulder making it impossible to ride side by side. There have been so many hills I do......Read the rest...

... How does a Wallenda fly on a trapeze How does ‘Houdini’ escape with such ease How does a warrior rise from his sickbed Is it courage of the heart or that of the head H......Read the rest...

...Love unveils us from borrowed faces, It tears them away, fear and longing, from the depths of our defeated chests. I call it here "love," not just an anchor between shores of intertwined pulses, B......Read the rest...

...Title if love was a person What If love was a person would it change the position and shape of the heart Maybe then, it would beat for one person and sing the Same song some which beauty dance......Read the rest...

... a stroll … just a stroll … like any other numberless now, the times this path had taken her to the wood - the dark, deep wood where her memories dwelled thoughts astray in the gloaming … t......Read the rest...

... I stood … on a mountain not nearly the highest but the air was clean … seraphic cold, but not bone-chilling keen, that it restore the marrow and course the blood more acutely it sharpened ......Read the rest...

...Why don't we discard the mask, let all the stage props fall? The answer, whispered through shadows, is found in our sunlight-forgotten guise. The true color has washed away in the rains of days, so......Read the rest...