Rummage Poems - Poems about Rummage

a house abandoned walls caved in the windows no panes and the floors creek yet still a spark of beauty flawed and few nothing inbetween i stay reflecting on the past… it used to be thriving full of life kids playing, people residing the memories the walls hold indents of several souls the history of not one but two, i take a step back a dark shadow sweeps...

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We celebrated on a ship abroad in a coffee shop. We took our order to go, the view of the street clear. The people smiled and adored their conversation. A debate of what to try. What to order. This delicious smell. Brewed dark, served light. Foam covered lips. A slited cap to release steam. And here we are merely afloat. We blend into...

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She handed me a small box old, yet still neat; what a find The seventies faces staring back reminded me of better times Time to play, summers visiting grandparents and hope The future will be amazing; just stay away from dope Walking around in the woods up and down the hills Time has a way of being ok then not;...

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I rummage through my memories Like a Meercat in the sand The morning sun that warms my chest Bringing solace to my land Memories lined like domino's Precariously arranged Recollections stand like soldiers Sentinels of ordered change But tiny fingers scratch the sand Like a digger at the grave Disturbing everything below Rearranging in the cave For nothings ever as it seems Sand is resting our dreams...

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Even the ground looks cold. Your left hand wanders like a rabbit nipping for green things in a dreamscape. It looks like a hermit crab on an ice floe in a conch shell. I will just lay here anesthetized. My knee swells in its cast like a rock in a bonfire. We can go out soon and see all the mittens and...

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