Press Poems - Poems about Press

...You lips so close, so promising awe-inspiring inviting enticing If only... I sigh I die to everything else but this wondering... ah....wondering... what it would be like to touch ......Read the rest...

... * Artists of every kind, I believe, are but tools for something far grander … what that is, I’ll leave to the philosophers. * ~ bend … your voice to me tickle my tympans with a w......Read the rest...

... My tendency to slip into the dark- a matter you have now begun to press. In realms of time and pain, I ache no less; you undervalue still, its lasting mark. So see me stand before you, ba......Read the rest...

...It's my words if I start to play I will Too sing for this. My piano Assist and shift. I will also linger In the midst of it. How will I say? Mention a meaningful statement The linguist of it. ......Read the rest...

... so easy to fall, and so hard to break free somehow as a child I knew it was as if they knew my name before I had a clue at 10 reading books about orphans free from the church the dignity of......Read the rest...

...Something’s happening, let’s call it sunrise, for now, and summer vacation in Geneva, in umm.. 10 hours. My heart-beat is spiking, like a flag or kite flying. I’m leaving an empty room - making on......Read the rest...

...You caught me running, constantly looking back, tears merging within the rain. If I took a leap, would I fly? Left behind, the mole above your lip, laughter in your eyes, jaded progression. I......Read the rest...

...We press on, bound to yesterday, dragging chains through time’s tight whirlwind, The prisoner is not the one who has erred, but the one haunted by their mistakes. We are all guilty of the great cri......Read the rest...

...To all who are among us I bid you all farewell as the lid press down the eye another story tell. Drift me to a meadow at peace the ever last where all the times of sorrow rest only in the pa......Read the rest...

...I thought it'd be a blessing to reminisce knowing I, the conveyer A-I took over as I spoke what ought A-I did naught it typed out its choice none was my voice as I watched the monitor do it......Read the rest...

...FEAR NOT TO VISION Fear not to vision Trust to catch stardust from Whence we came Create a new World, woven With Peace and Patience Fear not the glaring blaze of Light It dazzles us with ......Read the rest...

...It's rare that most would call me a hot head I am usually the coolest cucumber instead I have no tells, so their heads don't swell and I don't get entangled to soon But there is this tall lanky......Read the rest...

...Written 28 April 2024 “Genius begins great works. Labour alone finishes them.” Joseph Joubert Labour Day ......Read the rest...

...A violin is like a lover-- A beautiful work of Art-- Precious, delicate, fragile. It has to be handled with care, Caressed, fondled, touched, Hugged--but not too tight, Or break it might And h......Read the rest...

...Let's take a poem and raise it towards the sky, Observe its play of light like a diverse slide film, Allow the sun to whisper its hidden hues, And through it, let dreams flow like rays through lea......Read the rest...