Resins Poems - Poems about Resins

... Written: January 19, 2024 ______________________________________ Love swells as a glossy plum Love is a heavenly amethyst duet Lambent love, a luscious lake of lulls, Lov......Read the rest...

... When heinous fangs of life drain the amethyst glow flowing above infected ripples of time, I question the chaos that claims serenity through saline serenade of sirens, composed ......Read the rest...

...Poems about Things that Break III These are poems about things that break and/or shatter: a bubble, glass, a mirror, a twig or tree limb, a thunderstorm, cities and towers in times of war, old ha......Read the rest...

...Southern Icarus by Michael R. Burch Windborne, lover of heights, unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace, you climb, skittish kite... What do you know of the world’s despair, gli......Read the rest...

...In Love- Constanza Where love expands beyond our heart Twilight dreams of resins gold The Angel’s wings will unfold When lovers endure and thus compart The rainbows spew their co......Read the rest...

...The brook thrums as it vaults over the piled rocks Rolling on deep into the Zambezi valley Twisting, flirting with the rigdes that compliment the escarpment beyond And the indigenous lass strolle......Read the rest...

...FIRST SCENE: Man, human by nature. Soul, a name for each; creator or craftsman; ones capability too achieve! If I was seeking out to fulfill only my personal desires I couldn’t uplift, evoke o......Read the rest...

...THE SCENT OF WATER Forlorn, distance roots between you and I; Carve 'neath fire silhouettes buried grief; Burn then blurred by irrational mischief; Has crimson love gone pale......Read the rest...

...The Mother Earth The fountain of your profound love Gushing out with presents and gifts Showering bounties, its treasure trove To all mankind your love drifts. Your rivers and seas, forests......Read the rest...

...nothing is left to say, the wandering cloud was bleeding for white moon, the elements, the purity, the ligaments are fake, joints are festering with fever on burntout resins ; the name floats in mi......Read the rest...

...nothing is left to say, the wandering cloud was bleeding for white moon, the elements, the purity, the ligaments are fake, joints are festering with fever on burntout resins ; the name floa......Read the rest...

...Hold me within the virtual chalice of righteous And never let me stray too long amid the imperfection of this body From this visage of dignity, once poured upon my soul... That not deceit nor hypo......Read the rest...