Primordial Poems - Poems about Primordial

...Disasters have plagued our planet since the dawn of time When primitive creatures rose from primordial slime And a comet came down to hit a dinosaur’s head, Causing a headache so bad, he was bet......Read the rest...

...In the garden of eternity, where the spirit blooms like a vine of mystery, We tread, unknowingly, on steps of time hidden beneath olive branches. As the lifeblood of our finished thoughts dwindles,......Read the rest...

...Beams of sultry light. Reflecting dim flight, As fireflies flicker and swarm, Cascade around my form. The book reveals its worn pages. Drifting through the ages. Memories of bygone times. The......Read the rest...

..."Maybe I am not very human - what I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house. There is a sort of elation about sunlight on the upper part of a house. Though I may influence genius, t......Read the rest...

...The fog has not yet lifted from the enclave. The candyfloss glow of the sun suspended above the horizon of the valley in the Jock of the Bushveld Concervancy where I have made my new home reflects on......Read the rest...

... For a man of my age, I should no longer dream Of pretty young fillies, quite naughty it seems But we don't lose the joy to gawk and to stare When the sweet scent of female fills up t......Read the rest...

...At sixteen People's Bible Church sent me from rural Michigan farm lands to Moody Bible Institute in siren-screaming Chicago Church fathers assumed, despite curious evidence to the contrary, ......Read the rest...

... Struggling With carrying branches to dry for kindling, Cursing the seemingly extra long winter and those who keep bringing it; a shadow drifts over me like a primordial raven, and a rush of......Read the rest...

...Wonderment at existence ™ With my scrunched and bushy furrowed brow I often ponder the precise circumstances that any thing to be born tracing back lineage of self or arbitrary individua......Read the rest...

...Live your life so that the priest won't get bored when he confesses you, To have legends and songs of stars to listen to, Stories in which each day is an adventure, every night a mystery, An......Read the rest...

...White doves flutter and longing words whisper silence waxes haunting as Angels sing a lone filtered light turns a soft glister casts fleeting shadows from a white dove's wing this arrow of light ......Read the rest...

... As I look at ocean on winter day Nor'easter whips up a towering rage Perpetual motion having its way Many hours endured of fearsome rampage. To walk the cliffs and wonder at seasc......Read the rest...

...In the silence of my thought, the world slides by - a holy library of signs, Each book, a life, each page, a destiny woven in time, We try to read between the endless lines the pathways of being, ......Read the rest...

...The war is nothing but a metasexual celebration among homosapiens, A grotesque dance of destruction, where bodies confront each other in an orgy of violence. Soldiers become avatars of the primordi......Read the rest...

...plausible patience petered out awareness inverted beyond the setting sun alongside mirror images of it's rise taking talking into trance like states ......Read the rest...