Reclusive Poems - Poems about Reclusive

...MEDITATIVES burning shame  reclusive & ascetic  depicted  concentration in a  muted panoply of humdrum existence continuously &  meticulously  shuffled  a lyrical  intensity  disc......Read More

...In the old days they called him ‘Tatters’ From the kinship of clown Mad Hatters He would juggle with bricks Perform outstanding tricks To make children laugh that’s what matters That fateful d......Read More

...She has flourished into a flower that has bled, Far along from a sprout who desired protection from the soil bed Petals soft and bright deceives the eye, Ahead a winter that shall let it die Lo......Read More

...Cherry Tree Music Co-op alternately titled instant infatuation: a moment of spontaneous ***** instantaneously transformed ordinarily shy guy into a quidnunc courtesy powder milk biscuits in......Read More

...She sits on the bus and keeps her glare fixed at the bright sky Not really interpreting the sun or the many birds that fly She reaches her classroom and freezes to a rock Eyes fixed to people a......Read More

...Politicised painter Camille Pissaro so reclusive don't you know A fine impressionist though poor& an anarchist......Read More

...Sometimes with traumatic events a person goes through phases of fear Becoming reclusive not wanting people to be near Creating their own little bubble of safety Never leaving the house for fear o......Read More

...Lavinia will watch the tall grass grow Instinctly she gently mocks the rain and wind yet admire the moorhens as the sunlight hoovers amongst the rivers side She will circumference the moon and a......Read More

...Sensitive soul Michael Andrews especially with his painted views Using spray-painted acrylic art made his reclusive personality tick......Read More

...Mating Calls, or, Purdy Please! Limericks by Michael R. Burch 1. Nine-thirty? Feeling flirty (and, indeed, a trifle dirty), I decided to ring prudish Eleanor Purdy ... When I rang her to bang ......Read More

...Van Gogh's Yellow House On the corner of a cobblestone street, a yellow house stands, and nearby, a bistro to eat in, and a café where friends meet, are illuminated by a sulfur sun under ......Read More

...she was a sassy little mermaid with only one ardent wish to wreak havoc on mankind for introducing chips to fish she’d sit upon that lorelei rock and keep her constant check and in the cold wea......Read More

...Why I'm so reclusive in my life Is something I've come to realize... What the main key to my self's strife. Analyzed this reason before; I have done so many times more. When among strangers, ......Read More

...Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., which I can prov-olone huck curd (within Trump con feta ration) – as cheesy poem! Yea of course writing ideas unstoppably burst asunder at the......Read More

... V anishes from my memory when writing O asis metaphors to fill some lost forlorn soul C achinnating reclusive in their space A ccomplishable feat: who knows? B ......Read More