Rhythm Poems - Poems about Rhythm

...We walk in the footsteps of God, divine trail, Imprints of creation on life's fragile scale. Each step is a miracle, a cosmic dance, In the grand ballroom of celestial expanse. Our path, a tapest......Read the rest...

... Our home came from an old apple tree, the storm came and we had to flee. We still make honey for brie, all my wonderful siblings and me. I am the youngest yellow bee, my family is fill......Read the rest...

... Days hold the sun And many wonderful Yawns Stars twinkling will be held Tonight by the sky And moon Rising over the mountain top......Read the rest...

... This summer sure is real hot Look I just found the jackpot Lots of cool water I could be an otter This pool is a big blue pot......Read the rest...

...My body sways with the rhythm of the ocean falling under its trance......Read the rest...

...As I pivot to confront my offspring, I anticipate the sight of terror etched in their innocent eyes, a reflected horror that would mirror the abyssal darkness that has long resided within me. Inst......Read the rest...

...Women look at us with unsettling eyes, undulating like the sea in a summer storm, Hiding within their depths a universe of dreams, entwined with longing and starry glimmers, We wonder, what do we d......Read the rest...

...The day has finally break and the market is taking shape the traders are busy, everyone is in a hurry, office workers are on the go they cannot afford to miss the early morning show; coffee in one ha......Read the rest...

...Quote By Poet: "Morning arrives when the brilliant sun first kisses the earth."      A new morning is now arriving the brilliant sun first kisses the earth over the ......Read the rest...

...I always said tether to the void Not any idealistic reason or choice Now suspended I know why I’ve been devoid Because how can one speak with an inside voice Where no one can hear you out......Read the rest...

...In the twilight of a crystalline night, under the rounded silence of moonlight, my thoughts flow like a river struggling within the banks of a poet's heart – they become an endless stream of melanc......Read the rest...

...I immerse myself in the night that carries memories, with a taste of melancholy, on the platform of a forgotten station, where souls meet only in passing, like shadows dancing to the rhythm of a m......Read the rest...

... In my pretty garden, I see a new blossom. Each morning the flowers, welcome me with their silence. I love to see the swirling butterflies, going in......Read the rest...

... I miss true friends, today people want to have it their way. I miss the ocean, pretty blue waves with white caps. I miss being a child, when life was truly free. I miss my dad, my h......Read the rest...

... It's a new day as the hot sun starts, here reporting on the cheese battle. Overnight the wine and cheese taverns, moved in for the cracker spread. The cider & charcuterue shacks, were ......Read the rest...