Rust Poems - Poems about Rust

...Seeking my place Hope I have the grace To rise above what yesterday I lost Paid the cost Adrift Gave myself a lift Wanted to die But chose to have a good cry Couldn't get ahead so settling on......Read More

...It was not my wish that I slipped into this world, Nor owing designs of my parents I got whirled; Something that seemed like fate or predestination, Bliss or nemesis or angelic elation; Who fores......Read More

... Yes I know. I've nothing left to show. Time has passed and it hasn't been kind Been around the corner to see what I could find. No place feels like it is my home. Maybe why I still feel th......Read More

... Held captive and caged in a tin shed, an old steam train sulks in its own stillness, a relic from another age. Its skin is cold and hard and has the smell of vintage grease. The fire ......Read More

... Gratitude 111 By: Miracle Man 3/13/2023 There is no feeling that compares, or blessing so great, as when God speaks to our heart, and we’re obedient. Each time we give of ourse......Read More

......I remember when it was SOMETHING. A Lesson OR Blessing, actually BOTH. Is blood thicker than water? Not if bad blood has formed. Was it always tainted, beneath the naked eye of a surface pictu......Read More

...I have an Ultra Quiet with a whir. Frigidaire 24" Built-In White Dishwasher, Energy saver, with hot and cold stir. For a while it did purr. Oh yes, they do make a dishwasher. Naïve people believ......Read More

... A pirate sailed into the Spanish bay his luck just kept getting better that day “My sword has rusted I need it dusted.” Aurora, the young barmaid, shouted “Ole!”......Read More

...What is forgotten if time is a bluff What is forsaken if memory can rust Where is the drama the stage ill disposed Where is tomorrow today undisclosed When were you certain that cert......Read More

...Refusing to obey he took command The power not given but by his hand Looking no further he forged within The years and the seasons aboriginal sin Broken commandments rust on the gate Eyes......Read More

... I watched it emerge from out of the fog, monumental in size, a sheer cliff face of steel moving pass me, almost quieter than my breath but for a whispered wake running from its bow. Someth......Read More

... The gold-clad and dying spiral onto a woodland coverlet. Above, a rust tinged canopy trembles on a warm breeze. ......Read More

... . In the stream yourn pretty Where the tide Meets the firth glisters ......Read More

... Spring is not all blooms midst attacks of blight Smiting hope-filled buds as pests strive to reign My garden loves the Season’s festive sight May it be spared against bacterial pain. ......Read More

...There are actual people half woman half man running mornings and dream people in movies half language half light. Tomorrow is John’s funeral. * * * This is my minute my moment Oops......Read More