Permission Poems - Poems about Permission

...Gaze into the battling fire - a whisper in savage red, And into the clouds that travel at the blind and cyclic wind's behest. When the murmur within starts to weave its frail thread, Calmly, let y......Read the rest...

...The female world  There is a new low in the Trump hatred  by the political class, a new court case  has turned out to be a titillating show  where a prostitute appears as having the time of her ......Read the rest...

...Attentiveness is the currency of life & to flow it needs your permission It can't flow without you within its wave so, you must control your attention Our observation is a key to the doors of the......Read the rest...

...The flowers are beautiful…and did not ask for my permission to be so.......Read the rest...

...This poem made me feel powerful and less lonely Gave me permission to drag out my own macabre feelings I found myself flying toward brilliance, enjoying “bat on the wing” In a way, I felt this was......Read the rest...

...Stunning silver moon of lambent light I see, each night you listen to my fervent plea... You must wonder when will my sorrow end. On your indulgent patience I've come to depend. I wat......Read the rest...

...Do not wait for me, for I am quiet as a heart that beats no more. Do not wait me for me, for I am move unseen as a shadow at night. Do not wait for me, for I am inevitable as God's judgment upon hi......Read the rest...

...Dear Seven Emotions Help me to speak your truth to bring the good news glad tiding just what a Master of all masters said to do speak to the flesh in understanding my desires my spirit soul protect......Read the rest...

...Beyond the tomorrows Bellows not seen Awakening thoughts Sunrise glistens amongst the Dew Haze shadows Mist through the air Southern Draws Understanding yet to see Moments turning into second......Read the rest...

... I have done everything. I have survived the harshest winters, braved the fiercest jungles, and fought the most heroic battles. You have too. You looked to your friend, your eyes gleaming with se......Read the rest...

...Inevitably, tears of love, of sorrow, tears that stem from my heart, flow whenever I think of your sacrifice, the ultimate payment of a high price. You were a principled, brave man who refused t......Read the rest...

...Cicada Dreaming was told to Roland Robinson in 1965 by Julia Charles of the Yoocum Yoocum clans from the area around Wollumbin in the headwaters of the Tweed River, Northern NSW and is used with perm......Read the rest...

... Recently, I requested my former husband, regarding compassion and compassionate health care only... As, my HIPPA compliance never got far enough. To save me before hip and prostration, as a Waha......Read the rest...

...Even though I was a mess I knew what to care for I learned to read your eyes and crossing your walls, hell was big when height was short but it was much closer than everyone thought... A de......Read the rest...

... Everything is perfect, in which we cannot feel, we feel nothing that connects to our inner soul. We do not flow through each storm with ease was never meant to flow without love, deep enough......Read the rest...