Picturing Poems - Poems about Picturing

...Tired of reaching out for something not yet touched. Tired of living for something not yet found. Tired of listening to something not yet heard. Tired of picturing something not yet seen Tired of......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pausing next to tall brush and oak trees, I hear the calls of a bird in the immediate environment around me. This little bird is singing a simple melody, t......Read the rest...

... Jean Francois Millet ,a realist picturing peasants ,did not desist Quiet time prayer 'The Angelus'* more evangelical than strict religious ......Read the rest...

...Sunset of your summer, by the poolside all my winters and when you go away, waiting like you're my only way, drowning down in your sight beiges, I feel your heart beating in these pages. Wonderin......Read the rest...

...Sunset of your summer, by the poolside all my winters and when you go away, waiting like you're my only way, drowning down in your sight beiges, I feel your heart beating in these pages. Wonderin......Read the rest...

...looking down visionary     of  earthly                    life mysterious in every detail a lonely genius mused     by fierce           inspirations                 tearing imaginat......Read the rest...

...Don’t mind me I’m just laying on my bed plotting ways to save the world I saw my lucky stars wrapped around Jupiter It hurts to know that what I needed most couldn’t provide in that moment ......Read the rest...

...No one dead is reaching out to you That's my voice that you hear when you're remembering all the opportunities you let go This is the lonely road and not only are you driving it but I watched y......Read the rest...

...Picture of my son Picturing it beyond words The truth escapes me......Read the rest...

...Yesterday, I met the ghost inside of me He told me he’s from Tennessee Why had he been here, if in a day he’d disappear To me all of it was unclear and yet I did not fear I had to know the reason......Read the rest...

...Wettened by the morning dew Closely spaced where rows of roses grew Footprints stained the cobblestone Where my love and I had walked, alone Picturing us hand in hand Walking slowly, stopping ......Read the rest...

...I should have washed the dried tears away My skin is uncomfortable this morning That can be remedied though There is a hush and I feel I can hear a far away train It might be my blood pumping pas......Read the rest...

...Its how you have a great impact on me and still don’t realize it, Several nights of tossing and overthinking if the feeling is mutual, I hate that you are mine but l still have to share you, I hat......Read the rest...

...He is the man of my life and l can bank on it, A rock l can count on with forever being secure, He is what God had in mind when he said, “Let there be men”, Many don their smiles upon his presence......Read the rest...

...My mother’s wedding gown in my closet, whispers a tale of love and togetherness! the gold embroidery all over, done intricately, dazzles like a star-studded sky, picturing the glitter and ......Read the rest...