Redrawn Poems - Poems about Redrawn

It ain’t heavy it’s my boulder

...One must imagine Sisyphus’s 
boulder, marble-sized these days
And Ozymandias’ plaque,
spinning despair into praise
Look on, ye hypocrites, 
and sneer at my undoing
Your universe is a giant sand...

Problem Solved

...I'm teasing my favorite commenter (you know who you are) - lol!

My friends told me I'm not quite right. 
So, I saw a doctor for some insight. 
The doctor, at first, could only doubt it,
"I don'...

Part 2 Or In Other Words A Final Copy

...Salt a gin and tonic,
It’s too dry. 
Assault my temple with sin, 
Be honest, 
You like the rye. 
Look me in my honest eye, 
Conversations with myself are the fondest, 
Because no one understan...

Of Paper Moons, Foxes, and Blood Oranges

...I. Sighting

I saw you  
through refracted light-  
a prism of chance  
splitting ordinary into spectrum.  
Wind-tangled hair  
terra cotta and rosemary beneath your nails  
th...

A Nation at the Crosswinds

...The streets are loud with marching feet,
Yet no one speaks and none retreat.
The banners wave, the voices swell—
But who can name what truth they tell?

The fires glow on city walls,
While sile...

In the mystery of the night, when stars sneak stealthily through the branches

...In the mystery of the night, when stars sneak stealthily through the branches,
nothing has changed, and the body, that ephemeral vessel, still knows how to weep,
susceptible to pain, like a flower ...

NO

...NO 
Where do you start with suicide
I`ve been struggling with what to say,
But no one in society is immune from this
The numbers rise each day.

You can sit back and think it will never be me
...

The Circle Redrawn

...Bright summer flowers, wilt and die
Cold autumn rains, fall from the sky
My heart beats out a knowing sigh
The circle of life, the blink of an eye

One by one, I admired them all
The seasonal f...

In the twilight of thoughts, where shadows whisper the secrets of ideologies

...In the twilight of thoughts, where shadows whisper the secrets of ideologies,
I stand, a prism refracting the multitude of hues of the "isms,"
Each beam a story of belief, a spectrum of convictions...

This is what you're about to read

...Of course it's being judged, why expect anything less.
Comes down to discernment between comfort and distress.
Biases are natural, otherwise we'd all be dead.
So logically you'll instantly judge e...

Working the Land

...The estate of my spreading life
has been plowed over many times.
Plantations have withered and been replanted,
grain fields have turned to dust,
have laid fallow for years
yet now the corn is hi...

Valentines Day Always Found Me Quiver and Bowed Over

...Valentines Day always found me quiver and bowed over

Ring with no feather in my cap only envy
at handsome man drakes with bucks,
who could bank on "hot chicks" willingly
aligned in arrow emitti...

After the Funeral

...The town lost its street maps,
new plots of land appeared, houses were built
where just yesterday there had been none.
Her world seemed relocated,
changed, as if it had been redrawn.

They had ...

Good Writing Sings

...Good writing sings and always brings  
a sense of clarity and coherence, 
out of chaos, strife, and cloudy nights 
for those with perseverance. 

Good writing brings laughter, sends smiles to th...

Don'T Reed

...Anxiety peak's as mundane attention seeks.
Fear and excitement compete as boredom seeps.
This powerful small action is not an option I possess.
My desire to please is within reach, the winner of a...

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