Reddened Poems - Poems about Reddened

...Construction workers, fishermen, hands broadened, reddened cracks in the wintertime, teachers, office workers, a standing cashier feels aging in her legs, careers extended. Can it be just a fe......Read the rest...

... My heart lay barely beating, drowning in a marinade of salted tears that fell from my reddened eyes. Blood dripped down my chin from biting my swollen lips as if they were wounded like a heart p......Read the rest...

... I’m not one but a whisper - I’m nothing ‘cept a sham a pharaoh for the faceless and the finer freaks, I am cormorant for the chinamen rusty wire wraps......Read the rest...

...Sunday eventide on the slope of the fire-hued mountain, owls take flight from the pine boughs, I'm sitting by an open window, peace of writing in the night. Hunter's moon, so settled on the ri......Read the rest...

...Fashionable Fall flaunts her lustrous leaves, catwalks flowing flora with earnest ease. Haunting lullabies from the quaking trees cast chilling currents from mountain to keys. Dancing diamonds ......Read the rest...

...Laughter at its fair best brings reddened eyes, shining tears, and snotty noses beats the rest Chuckle or snort among the riot of roses report so laugh none opposes gaffe! Laughter a......Read the rest...

...Zephyr winds, playing a symphony of love on my reddened cheeks. Every strand of hair is a silk ribbon of fresh dancing in the breeze This beautiful Countryside brings me to my knees, on this exc......Read the rest...

...heaving, heaving of the owl heavy is his breathing the weight of it is leaning upon the reddened rail his eyes glimmering gold opening wide can see inside your soul so close......Read the rest...

...Date August 10, 2040 Damian roused Molly from her Pleasant dream just because He wanted to make love. She Drowsyly responded to his Belly caressing, "Yes, Damian I'm sleeping, soo... tired......Read the rest...

...All the timeworn pages some smudged by rain, or perhaps the slow raindrops that melt on reddened eyes. Some pages are torn, even still bleeding, and yet all the lines and print make one book, ......Read the rest...

...I was walking through the city streets When I passed a foursome gang Who were playing with a Tonka truck And an old raggedy doll that sang She sang about her unhappiness Because her redde......Read the rest...

..."I haven't heard" (yet) "really?" "yes" "Speak louder one more time?" "yes" "Have you heard now?" I put my nose in her ear the person standing on the top of the mountain in front could enoug......Read the rest...

...I am in a room, With a brush and a broom. Casually looking into the window, But unable to see the rainbow. My eyes unable to comprehend, For the window was stained. Clouded with colours of bl......Read the rest...

...cemetery not cementary… although, i see how you might think of this chiseled rocks, carefully crafted crypts no. this is the place where we come to bury where we visit all we miss i remember see......Read the rest...

...The snow was as light as dust in the wind The air a steady thirty-three, my breath slightly visible My nose, ears and cheeks reddened and wet Whilst staring into the bliss with watery eyes, the......Read the rest...