Pestering Poems - Poems about Pestering

... My muse keeps pestering like a cenobite, chewing my brain like a hungry parasite. Pressuring the ink to bleed like acid rain, catharsis to release perpetual pain. Hiding poems that l......Read the rest...

... What's madness but nobility of Soul at odds with circumstance ......Read the rest...

...Sheep I have read and published some of my old poems when the world was mint fresh and I believed in the lady in the lake, I saw her swim a moonlit night know I know she is not there, but a pro......Read the rest...

...My restless thoughts at last stop pestering me. No consciousness have I when first I’m sleeping. I long to be submerged in dreams’ deep waters. Oh, Sandman, guide me past your sandy shoreline to ......Read the rest...

...Rats! Rats! Rats! Romping, frolicing, ruckussy rats! Cuddly, bubbly, lovably rats! Pestering, menacing, troublesome rats! Rats! Rats! Rats! Getting in your hair Crawling through open holes B......Read the rest...

...Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships Angst of redundancy seethes from within as l......Read the rest...

...Inspiration has abandoned me my life without muse Creation just laughs at me what more can I lose Thought keeps pestering me to try and think again Concentration waves farewell to me smilin......Read the rest...

...When I can't find my pen it Becomes a pestering particular Problematic position of such Preposterous proportions I'm liable to search the deepest End of the lake in search of this lo......Read the rest...

...If we are not, is this always the opposite of when we are? If we are negative, is this sometimes appositionally in creative tension with when we are becoming more positive? If we are a not......Read the rest...

...I can see Yang's lusty nature politically and economically and sensually abhors a vacuum And yet Yin's crusty thrusty green nurture softens bilaterally extended polarities into not not app......Read the rest...

...Before restoring outside perfection, perpetual pleasures of prosperous peace I remain responsible, compulsively responsive, habitually receptive to repairing inside win/lose past competitive......Read the rest...

...Dad keeps pestering me. He wants to go see Al and he wants me to go along. "Come on; it'll only take a little while," he coaxes. The thought of the old man, I curl my teenage lip. Even w......Read the rest...

..."The wind is the pounding of my heart." O heart just blow! Do not pound like a hungry hound! Be breeze! Do not turn into wind and roughly bound! When you're gentle, you're soothing and caressing......Read the rest...

...The mind is a mysterious vessel It carries decisions and memories of yesterday but No matter how many whiskeys, they will not disappear It replays life altering choices Alongside choices not made......Read the rest...

...When my granddaughter Molly was nine, we knew she was an artist. I bought her paints, canvases, inks, watercolors, pencils and erasers. I used to sit and watch her, and talk to her while she was cr......Read the rest...