Restrung Poems - Poems about Restrung

...Tasting like music each word marches on Out of the vacuum flavored in song The future parades on both sides of the bridge The band denied entry so close to the edge The toll taker muted ar......Read the rest...

...Everything points to something the many to the one Everyone liege to someone with fealty’s bow restrung Everywhere started somewhere whose map undrawn curates Every song birthed in ......Read the rest...

... "The Dreams of Bedes" Jewels they found dripping like diamonds from the overflowing viaducts scattered on the ground at the feet of disbelief barely seen shod l......Read the rest...

...The wind chime that he restrung and hung up on the center beam, chimes lightly in the forced-air of the furnace, while the tick-tock of the cuckoo clock repeats itself every second dusk to dawn,......Read the rest...

...Covid-19, the crisis at the border, All moving us forward to the New World Order. Israels fighting, our realities shook- but its all explained in our precious good book. Its covered up, no tru......Read the rest...

...Never a wonder to whom we belong’d. In days of yore, side by side did we run, Our hearts ever strumming the constant song, Always together through the snow and sun. To gilded destinies, away we......Read the rest...

...Little Cupid back to Olympus flies His arrows to replenish he needs new supplies His bow restrung his darts have flung For Cupid love is never done Come Spring new and green And at every person Cupid......Read the rest...

...when spring has sprung you will be there, summers coming sure, the perfume smell is in the air, nothing's nicer more, nature restrung... thank you Sara Kendrik... Don......Read the rest...

...My Love, although we were so very young And happy as two children in their play, Our voices blended in the songs we sung. Our eyes had sought each other out among The many varied flavors of the......Read the rest...

... Forever A child's forever Limited by experience Restrung like pearls... Hoping my- forever Ends with my quiet breath And dies in the wind.... Cruel beyond measure T......Read the rest...

...In increments of times unsung, pure truth belittling, or restrung, I string my passive rights, succumb before my eyes - thus wanting's strum - Is justice - and the world's dull hum is sleeping......Read the rest...

...In increments of times unsung, pure truth, belittling or restrung. I string my passive rights, succumb before my eyes - thus wanting's strum - Is justice - and the world's dull hum is sleepin......Read the rest...