Plucks Poems - Poems about Plucks

...April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and fil......Read the rest...

... The soul does not know you, until you know it, then you remember that you are God’s secret hiding place. Old soul, young soul? That timeless mystery is, and always will be a cradle.......Read the rest...

...Now it is dark January and the crows are singing. A river runs through my heart, where thoughts drown too soon. My mind plucks old green hats, out of the frosted air. the hats belong to dead l......Read the rest...

...A native coffee to start your day makes your day like a holiday; The wild aroma makes a sting that plucks the hymn in your heart like a string. And it tastes better without sweet for, you......Read the rest...

...The kingfisher is the diving tip of a rainbow, a chromatic splinter, a deadly certainty piercing sky and water. All morning it has perched high atop a dead tree. The sun rose softly (good for ......Read the rest...

...Echo from the lace-veiled night, whisper of a secret spring, Gets lost in the recesses of my thought, hidden and undefeated. There, where the dream embraces the dark eternity, A soul wanders betwe......Read the rest...

... Though the monsoon isn’t as cool as in the past, they snuggle under the blanket. This rarely used heirloom provides them with an ethereal......Read the rest...

...God Planted That "Flower and That Garden"! It was called "The Garden Of Eden ! My Mother was planted in "The Garden Of Eden"! The Lord God Almighty plucked that specific "Flower" called "My Mother......Read the rest...

...The plain bricks two, four, six, and eight in red and in white, were these days left at the bottom of the crate well hidden from the young boy's gaze, now mesmerized by bricks in grays. with stu......Read the rest...

...Amidst the canvas of new leaves spun, Where robin's song meets the rising sun, A melody weaves through fragrant air, A troubadour strums without a care. In the verdant embrace of April's grace,......Read the rest...

...Hushed in a fugue of Alpaca wool and rising resin he sits on a stump the relic legs of a mighty giant hewn beneath the axeman's blade its ageless corpse decays sending up those honey note......Read the rest...

...Act 1 Oh, how do I detest thee! Uninvited, dare to speak of being reunited? I flick thee as if he was a flea Stood before me, as tho newly knighted. Since has passed! It’s unrequited. Stil......Read the rest...

...September 14 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Mark 1-3 Key Verse – Mark 1:1 The beginning of the gospel of Jesus Christ, the Son of God LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY LI......Read the rest...

...He plucks a pear from the tree and tosses it my way. Hands fumble, but nails sink into flesh to maintain a solid grip. He doesn't see me slip. Examine the freshness of the fruit before sinking teeth ......Read the rest...

...He gathered flowers, petals which felt like first rain, “She loves me; not” his heart in strain, Relentless plucks, his hope at test, Until the final petal indeed whispered, “yes”. While in t......Read the rest...