Poesies Poems - Poems about Poesies

...Oh, my merciless muse, why do you hide? Your silence is deafening, your absence a void. I long to feel your presence, to see your face, To hear your voice whispering in my ear. Loose your lips,......Read the rest...

... “Her Ever Changing Moods, the Rapture Reprising” Lavender seduces symmetry in her ever changing moods slips into something more comfortable a swollen tangerine sky m......Read the rest...

... “Chasing Ghosts in Cars” Like automata we walk inside winding up the stairs it’s all mechanical the romance programmed by steep degrees in the well-routined ......Read the rest...

... "The Sleeper and The Supernaturalist" The Sleeper shone as she walked through the Woods shining alive like nothing natural could caught in the moonlight una......Read the rest...

... "transference" transference in a narcissistic world propaganda for the unsuspecting validation for the damaged writers soldiers victims survivors war foug......Read the rest...

... "Salvage" Salvage the fixating salvation unfurling from the wreckage of a numb world twisted inside treasure climbs swimming the ladder from the deep of all things ......Read the rest...

... "Conceits" Such conceits as veils between our windowed worlds torn torrential incomplete mayst thou watch and learn the one I spawned, strength beats weakness......Read the rest...

...I KNOW MY WORLD Don’t come to my world Its milk and honey Are that of excreted inks A world where Lines are made into walls Out of a dancing pen A world where Her neighboring villages Ar......Read the rest...

...Had this weak pen those sly Phoenix's powers, I wouldn't pester Time's much-envied eternities With blank queries that deaf ages well eschew, With any other of fate's multi-jigsawed parities. I ......Read the rest...

...Morning is broken. Electric blue; suffocate my words. Drowning like a fish, gasping for air. The hole I will lie in is golden on the outside. I have no life, I have no time; I have no chance ......Read the rest...

...If I may, to my fellow would-be poets, Hereon pose an imperative query (Yet mostly destitute of the greatest urgency), Then I who, in the gross majority of my inditings hereon, Am of quite a Sha......Read the rest...

...I skip one stone across the pond, an oblate onyx dotting i's in footles of a vagabond who tiptoes after tiger eyes. Perhaps the ripples left behind are teary runes of gray moonstone by starry......Read the rest...

... I like to WRITE in verse- I like to tell stories, sometimes, I will r h y m e sometimes I shake up my poesies. Lets take a trip down my m e m o r y lane- my w......Read the rest...

...A nexus of poesies.. innovative feelings in intuitive words she lived in the shadows of life- on her ,laughter-lines could find no place......Read the rest...

...Oh, faery finch, whose golden form does climb Athwart the starry bays of poesies, sweet, I hear your voice, and drown in slumber’s clime, As I sit, pond’ring in my woolen seat. My quill s......Read the rest...