Roils Poems - Poems about Roils

...Natural death licking aims Now our bleach seasons heirs And the pubis of public lore Intrauterine spinning blue dream cream Roils rushing a rock star’s semen searching For golden lands of rum......Read the rest...

...The celestial royal purple lake of my wandering soul's freedom, in a luminous rowboat of dreams, as the filled moon's fairest face reflects the sun's benevolence. As I dip the oars in stars, sl......Read the rest...

...A storms coming, I can feel the tension in my throat. Hustling, bustling people, Scurrying all about. A storms coming, I can feel my lungs struggling for a breath. Kindness left o......Read the rest...

...I contemplate the bobber on the water. It is as still as a friend’s prayer at meeting. Connected to this moment by monofilament I sit as if I were asleep. A gust of north wind roils the surfa......Read the rest...

...The wind picks up, the clouds roll in; A storm, real soon, may yet begin. The river roils, the birds steer clear, Confirming that it’s coming near. And still I sit, as others stroll, The day s......Read the rest...

...The first anniversary since being pelted... with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021 sitting in the exact same chair yours truly sat three hundred and sixty five days ago. Watermelons, grapef......Read the rest...

...The desert wind fares wild and true O'er a petaled face Then scurries round with much ado And roils from place to place. Here where sunshine bakes the sand And dries the dusty air Here where le......Read the rest...

...it glistens … can you see? do you see that little drop - the tiny streak that writes your name upon my visage - that etches it’s damp and dour reality onto what the mirror shines back at me ea......Read the rest...

... Constrained, calm and cold, absent all strife Puerile, placid, flaccid in life Nothing to venture, little to gain No bones are broken, no blood to stain… ...The tipping poin......Read the rest...

...Pelted with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021 Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges... lobbed at yours truly ruled out, hence the missus dreamt up bright idea to enfilade me courtesy pistachio shell......Read the rest...

...Rosy rains still keep dapping on me, rippling into me, trickling in me My sentiment and sentimentality set into sediment like descending haze Settled, stagnated, then crystalized into concrete an......Read the rest...

...This jade river roils into the heartbeat of your weather beaten canyon wetting the wonderment of a restless rebel searching for a lost song yet to be sung, an ancient wisdom winds through the ......Read the rest...

...The sun hangs low in the western sky. The ocean roils beneath. That red orb seems to hang there forever, Much like our lives, Which are recorded in some secret place. We replay the recording aga......Read the rest...

...........jiggle clumsily; post halter- behind braids- busy in evacuation of the cool pool water, like a carefree bull in the field. Her eyes sharp and cruel, unyielding to the faulter. Fixating on......Read the rest...

...GYPSY TANGO The Gypsy Tango roils his Portuguese blood Fires of passion leap into his brown eyes. He asks, pulling at his collar, knees......Read the rest...