Rests Poems - Poems about Rests

...The Flower and the Butterfly In the subtle softness of dawn’s embrace, A tender flower reclines upon her garden bed, Enshrouded in the veil of morning mist, Which caress her form like the softe......Read the rest...

...Maestro – 4-23-24 Dedicated to Dr. Stanley Chapple. Co-founder of Tanglewood. Conductor of the London Philharmonic. Head of the Music School University of Washington. Conductor of the University......Read the rest...

...right at the right plain of my eyes I spy in view with my eyes on the right side sits a duck on the roof sitting aloof yet still right at the right plain why? Is this duck he......Read the rest...

...Changed my mind and most probably my spelling and words quite a lot recently, thinking we all live in a simulation and are bodies are avatars or emojis, was watching high end particle o......Read the rest...

...Monday blues are preceded by Sunday yellows And I have always hated these Sunday afternoons To me, they feel so lazy I watch as the world turns silent and still No noise except for the cr......Read the rest...

...In the hall destined for silence, where no word incarnates into awakening, A desolate abode, where the heart rests free and in falling. Torn tears flow, rivers of troubled and sluggish melancholy, ......Read the rest...

...1,316 DAYS Marvelous Roman, reigning strong, sturdy and supreme, Swathed in gold, a glorious, gleaming wrestling dream. Champion for ages, Unconquerable, resolute, From ringside to rumble, his......Read the rest...

...The Flower Seller Amelia wares un- cuticled painted nails, She hop scotches a pirate on one leg, Tip-toeing long sun cast morning shadows, beneath billowing hand stitched, salty sails; ......Read the rest...

...In the realm where night caresses the dawn, Under the stellar vault, where time rests in memories, A song rises, an echo of lost souls, On lands where love, an eternal enigma, weaves its myths. D......Read the rest...

...“Father of All, Hoopoe of the Shining Light Voice of Truth, singing above pits of night Light singing in heaven’s tree above the height Barbelo in the heights unthinkable Nous incorruptible, ......Read the rest...

...sometimes I sing antique anthems, of the nights I was confined within a bottle of diamond tears, wept woefully from the widest sky that held kaleidoscopic stars~ amidst festooned f......Read the rest...

...AN Honest Aim There is a frame for an honest aim. Not like a click for a photo flip. It is for a give when a take is clear. An honest aim at a shot so near. There is a back when a lost is fou......Read the rest...

...BARE LIVING IS NOT A LIFE OF LIVING Bare living is not a life of living The worth of life rests upon satiated living Though Life seeks to live indeed Life is living that fulfills the thr......Read the rest...

...Failure's specter shadows my days, In dreams, I'm lost in an endless maze. Less ego, more teamwork, I see, Could've altered fate's decree. When projects blaze, then swiftly fall, Blame la......Read the rest...

...Beneath the host of silence that pierces with the harshness of refusal, A timid odyssey of splendor quietly sharpens its echo. For in the depths of oceans of lamentation hidden, Rests a crystal of......Read the rest...