Row Poems - Poems about Row

...a tiny boat an endless sea deep as dark infinity the space I go it has no sound it has no edge it is unbound lowest star light negate I inhale my shadow to know its hate then wear i......Read More

...sleek and sneaky, stealthy too wherever they go sixties cats crawl around sixties beatnik row their eyes are squinted, they know where it is at we are careful not to point out their ears are flat ......Read More

... The night hung still beneath the clouded moon, and from our deck, we watched the hazy glow. The crickets softly chirped their mating croon as shadows sprea......Read More

...Legacy accompanied with inadequacy DESPAIR RING uninvited GUESTS linkedin as the themes of mein kampf. Despite countless factorial permutations & combinations, this cyber surfer avails left and......Read More

... The slim streams in scorching summer silently flow, the water carries the crystal shine of melted snow. On the banks quiver the shadows of tree row, shaken by the hot air swirling upwa......Read More

...Practice the pause. When in doubt, pause. When angry, pause. When tired, pause. When stressed, pause. And when you pause, pray.” —Toby Mac ~~~~~~~~ A movie runs on. In a high tower a facsim......Read More

...'66 Buick Station Wagon back gate door open boys toss school stuff lay down in back fixes booked pillows older bro latch down the back gate shut girls all in a row in the back seat shuts back door......Read More

... She always had one In her hand. “Peanut butter cups,” She’d say, “They help me forget.” She spent her saved change On peanut butter cups At the 7-11 down the road Every day. She woul......Read More

...The magical season, so bewitching in displaying three seasons in a row. Fall’s mystique starts with Summer’s warmth pitching fun in the sun, strolls under moonlight glow. Weeks in, comes splend......Read More

...Buildings blue pink, yellow, orange and white in a row, and it is snowing. At midnight they seem to hover in the dark, and snow glows in the sky and on the ground. No telling if they ......Read More

... Brick by brick I built my walls, despite fires raging, I preserved paths that connected bridges between our breathless existence. Now that my heartbeats have reached a dead end street, let......Read More

...Visited daily in remembrance of the fallen markers stand row after a row......Read More

...I searched and wondered Mother Earth, Looking for the last of roses... Hoping that Lady Mary gave birth, Before the gate of all heavens closes... At last I met a lost soul, Trembling emotions......Read More

... There's John and beside him, Mary with her hair ribbon undone, Peter, Gordon and Barbara, the girl I had a crush on in Grade 3. Then of course, S y l v i a, the saintly genius who had ......Read More

... "We are the dead. Short days ago We loved, felt dawn and saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved ...." By _ Lt. Col. John McCrae (In Flanders Field) 1915 ______________......Read More