Petrified Poems - Poems about Petrified

... I’ve never been where they tread, chasing mirage through desert storm. I look at evasive eyes perennially petrified, see their void vision fixed fast on fantasy, shroud of de......Read the rest...

...No more will I make life freeze; I will enjoy my life up to its lowest lees. Life is short; it is precious; Life can't stand with things malicious. Why shouldn't I, why shouldn't I? Soar with wi......Read the rest...

...Teresa of Ávila Dreamt the passion of God. A physical fire Burned an image of his power. An image I envisioned was one so dull Full of pain A nightmare stabbing my mind's eye. A frail ......Read the rest...

...frosty ears again a wanton dream was it something you heard a butterfly's flight a ladies eyes a mirror is a motherlode waterfall keeps on giving a scheme like petrified wine a golden cup dup......Read the rest...

...If my being is not born from words, What am I, in the vast anonymity? Not a sculptor of poems with the chisel of language, Nor a painter stirring the carousel of colors. If scars do not define me......Read the rest...

...Candyland Castle appeared in my front yard at dawn. With peppermint swirls and a stick of yellow taffy, said Ron. None of us believed him, he lies to us almost daily at work. But we followed him h......Read the rest...

...Tonight, let the wings descend, Glimpses of the sun dive into the clear horizon. The moon petrified, from her golden throne, is a spell, Step, queen, into the night that is just about to ignite. ......Read the rest...

... It looked like a bleached tongue pulled from a mouth, petrified and incapable now of letting a word slide over its calcified silence. I picked it out of the wet sand and held it in my hand. ......Read the rest...

... Where did she go, that girl in the photograph? Suspended in time, preserved like a fly petrified in amber, and petrified by life. Where is she now, that girl with furrowed brow? Beautiful y......Read the rest...

...In a foreign lush green sprawling land A patchwork carpet stitched together In shades of tawny browns yellows and green Rugged rock forest and wind-swept moor Is a awe-inspiring spectacle to be s......Read the rest...

...Easter Anointed Eternity Rises up above the paschal dawn Heaven’s wounded Prince returns to outshine glory As the sun blushes – witness to His splendor – Waters from His wounded side christen ......Read the rest...

... "I have seen and heard the vibrancy of dreams, and the way of the crossings-through the ills and through the barriered things." A fleeting spark that perceives, I, have s......Read the rest...

...DISCLAIMER : THIS IS AN ACCOUNT OF THE MASSACRE IN ORADOUR-SUR-GLANE IN FRANCE WHICH TOOK PLACE ON JUNE 1OTH 1944 TO MY READERS , " SOME LINES IN THIS POEM ARE GRAPHIC , AND SOME MAY FIND THEM ......Read the rest...

...no one told the tree she could not grow there and so she did, on the top of a petrified rock where no tree had ever grown before......Read the rest...

...When, like petrified shells, rocks, bones, and skeletons Narrow thoughts, words, and actions show their elegance As the swan of fables bisects water from milk Shouldn't we shred narrowness, though......Read the rest...