Powdery Poems - Poems about Powdery

...I lie against the rigged walls of a deep-rooted oak tree As it waits patiently for my fingers to traverse its abundant layers of bark. The glassy sap oozes aimlessly between the withered crevasses,......Read the rest...

...(Pema, 2018) OCD Working on compiling and editing my latest project even my dreams become an obsessive loop of cutting and pasting words and images mostly just the same few over and o......Read the rest...

... Meaning is over there, beyond the burnt paddocks and blackened hills, the crumpled, flattened ruins of houses. It is further out than that nothingness glazed upon the distances of a vacant......Read the rest...

...Surrounded by tranquil turquoise waters, Guarded on sides by oceans three, In the east by the Pacific, On the south by the Celebes Sea, And on the west by the south China Sea, There......Read the rest...

...With silly smile, playing laptop keyboard keys, I relay tales of brief, college bliss, where days, like dry martinis, swiftly pass lips that pucker for life’s capricious kiss. My roommates brin......Read the rest...

... Her prince waited by the sea to etch her portrait in powdery sands beside him before nocturnal waves danced in sheer moonlight kisses; Alas, too late in rendezvous, she captured his evanesc......Read the rest...

...Winter approaches with a soft, light step A simple breezy chill swallowing your mind With eyelashes frosty and limbs bundled up A home with flames dancing in the corner Silken bed inviting you to......Read the rest...

...It comes from the sky, white, powdery gifts, upsets may, but gets us vibrating, we call in from work, get cover for shifts, no way we are not participating. The lots are plowed roughly, but well ......Read the rest...

...Winter Sonata 11-29-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Winter Sonata In grave allegro solo grey gathers, Strings of winter fantasias Brewing staccatos of frozen fall remnants,......Read the rest...

...The lush green moss that clothed rocks and collared the base of trees has begun to turn a sickly gray and peel away into powdery clumps. Nearby, the contents of an old pot half filled with wat......Read the rest...

...The color palette of the world has changed. Wispy painters brush clouds line a clear calm sky. The day is dry and cold, powdery snow starts to fall. Flowers have ceased budding and spilling over i......Read the rest...

...Air laden with the fecundity of spring, sweet, powdery life brushing every passing wing and foot stalled on a budding stem, receptors greedily unfurled in vast arrays to snare pollen dancin......Read the rest...

...When the sky above's azure blue the grass below Irish green My thoughts straightaway turn to you Reflections of visions yet to be seen Winding lavender stair......Read the rest...

...Long night. Sleepless. I heard an owl, its call filtering through the tall trees, writing itself on the lush silence. Other sounds followed reverently, a moth whispering its powdery presence s......Read the rest...

...It was a dark hole into an Aladdin's cave of old tools. A small window gave the only light and fell on a rough sawn bench wearing scars inflicted by years of use. Saw cuts, drill holes and the......Read the rest...