Plait Poems - Poems about Plait

... Fair is a word tossed between us, quick breaths across wet teeth— a fleeting agreement that nothing ever is, except for our burning complexions beneath the relentless, arid graze of summer sun.......Read the rest...

...A beautiful thing just happened I asked him to play All of Me by Buckcherry on guitar The words were on screen and I sang and he held my attention and I held his And I disappeared into the beauty ......Read the rest...

...TRUTH 3 Truth shot point blank through the centre of her forehead Blood spurting, soiling fine furs of humanoids at play with slick lies and shallow Hansard words They try to acupuncture T......Read the rest...

...Nothing is better than dining on a fluting restaurant where you can sip your favorite flute while waiting for your bowl of favorite fish soap and plait of your favorite dish, or you can wonder......Read the rest...

...Reverting to an early childhood spell, when rainbows had this fascination for me, and still do much to my delight, wonder in the skyline boondocks, hoop of lavish colour one can dream of, fan......Read the rest...

...ABRUPT ACHE Acquainted ! Attracted ! I adore you, Hello Miss ! Beautiful bud of love bloomed in bliss. Cheered ! Charmed ! Caring craving on your charisma. Dedicated ! Drank drea......Read the rest...

...I got a polo neck jumper. She said they were in. Pep wears one. He hasn’t manboobs. Ribbed, dark grey. Tighter than it should of been. With a vintage leather, black jacket. Sophisticated,conti......Read the rest...

...Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor. We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light. Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses its body......Read the rest...

...I tell you of a friend who's so fond of everything french She didn't call her a frenchie when she saw one on a bench Her favorite food french fries and syruped french toast She's been to lots o......Read the rest...

...Hearts resume, Minds forgive, No mask; Tasks unmask. No entry; Vigilant sentry. This apple, Turns purple; The teacher: My preacher, So awesome, An anthem. This tempting demand, Succu......Read the rest...

... and in my dreamy dream I walk over a hill where the high sun above is shining bright and find an abandoned garden growing at will with buds and blooms vibrant- oh, what a sight ......Read the rest...

...1. This hunger artist cannot read volumes of printed material fast enough to satiate an immense appetite and unquenchable thirst to acquire learning from the millenniums gushing fount of ......Read the rest...

...I remember it well. The feeling was swell. It happened once a year; An event most precious and dear. The fragrance was in the air. It was still mid-Spring, but from the sky, There protruded t......Read the rest...

...I like to wear flowers in my long tress each and every spring the robins like to nest there in my hair I always leave a crumb for them to find inside my long braid the r......Read the rest...

...My favourite spot is the South of France, where I met my new love during a dance, she spoke only french with a lovers lisp, tall and elegant in a white gown crisp. I knew but little of this forei......Read the rest...