Scape Poems - Poems about Scape

... Little by little I'm leaving you behind over the clouds there is no sky there is a big fog in your eyes I do not see you anymore under the light. We were all children once upon a time s......Read the rest...

...I will be especially pleasure, if a world is without a war, Globe has faced two......Read the rest...

... Written: March 09, 2024 For Charlotte Puddifoot Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ with serendipitous moans—ocean lulls It's russet embers ......Read the rest...

...Reading fridge magnets; surprised how interesting, the world is when stamped into rubber decals. Rome, Ankara, both Buda and Pest. Watching a colorful rolling diorama, pictographs tumbling over......Read the rest...

...We sleep hard against the dirty noise gaunt darkness, the rhythm of rain even on the inside, there is the same weightless beauty pressing against the ribs, hunger drawn taut in mesmerizing bruta......Read the rest...

... In the gritty alleys of city schemes, Life's grumble rides on subway beams. Rhythms clink in the rusty car, Street-wise notes play on sidewalk tar. Concrete cracks hum a tired tune, City pigeo......Read the rest...

...We’re in NYC - at last - on Christmas vacation, and it feels like a pardon. It’s amazing what can happen in just a few wild and change-filled hours. One minute, seemingly, you’re in a picture post......Read the rest...

... Get Ready Blind lane of life ending in death. Getting ready on final step, while to feel life at every breath. Completed duties ! I have fu......Read the rest...

... In the depths of the cosmos, a river flows, a conduit, and vessel of prose, posing as condensation of Ethos. Moonbeams dance upon your ethereal ride. A portal to myst......Read the rest...

...Written: December 02, 2023 Quote "Without birth and death, and without the perpetual transmutation of all the forms of life, the world would be static, rhythm-less, undancing, mummi......Read the rest...

...This overwhelming sense I fear is death, Macerates any attempt of release, Your weight upon my chest holds still my breath, A lamb in languor, I plead for some peace. Who are you demon, refusin......Read the rest...

...Stagnated sin stared straight out to sea Seeking a scape subdued of such scintillation Stars she said should not share the same air Superstitions shaped in slumber stirred into song Singing su......Read the rest...

...In the world of poems, where words make a cozy blanket, I run away from real life, finding comfort in the ink's set. Poetry, like a magical wand, turns everyday things into dreams, Making verses t......Read the rest...

...Some spider webs in our house Are permanent installations That have been up there so long I’ve named them constellations The largest is Webus Major Made by a little nipper That crawls around ......Read the rest...

...Last call for alcohol, embargo on the cargo headed for Fargo? Bootlegging articles of? "ConfederationNow", Boot logger, droned Ov......Read the rest...