Remote Poems - Poems about Remote

...The Tortured Poets Department has a writer's division that has to approve every poem before it goes out And my mind is tired of being held hostage A loose-leaf definition of writer's block was once......Read the rest...

... I wish I had a remote to control my thoughts It would be great to change the volume, mute or source If only I could change the negative thoughts channel to the sports channel. Or even change ......Read the rest...

...I'm new to Pennsylvania as mentioned previously, a native Marylander, originally. I bought a small condo and right across the hall, is one older owner struggling with memory recall. Last week a n......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...

... Spring When spring sunshine sprinkles its hues new born, Crimson colours do shed, the remote hill......Read the rest...

... In clamor continuum noise navigates decibel waves beyond discernment numbed, voice of frenzy feels the caress of hushed calmness, halcyon sentiments sink slow ......Read the rest...

...The Baltimore oriole sports an orange coat, But I haven't seen one; to L.A., they're remote. Their rich whistling song is a sweet herald of spring. Ones like Frank Robinson have a grea......Read the rest...

... My wife and I have scrubbed and searched every crumb of leaven unearthed No one will come and check our work We’re on our honor, nothing lurks No piece of candy in remote......Read the rest...

...Every lively landscape and tree were stripped by fierce winter of their verdant, elegant dress: and while they are naked and grieving amid rainfall and fog: they still wish for sunny days! Ever......Read the rest...

... I’ve never been where they tread, chasing mirage through desert storm. I look at evasive eyes perennially petrified, see their void vision fixed fast on fantasy, shroud of de......Read the rest...

... In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness wronged-vaped, winged to the w......Read the rest...

...Do you know what it feels like when your dad leaves to go get the milk and comes back with a gun and some vengeance? No? Well me neither. See look, being funny is hard. Some people don’t like your......Read the rest...

...Joy tree form Hint scented mint Lies forbidden myth Waking nightmare youthful grin Echoes of fate not found Questing toward towers Safe escape Remote fear of flying Waking removed from earth......Read the rest...

...A crumbling cabin, a jungle deep, An old soldier trudging by, Imagining he heard, in the breeze, A ghostly, wounded sigh. This elder sat 'neath a mangrove To ease his creaking bones, His une......Read the rest...

..."What sort of world be home to those who goes about judging all souls of what they do be right or wrong and how'd they know of this-and-that be bad or good be alsoooo, true lest they were t......Read the rest...