Scribbling Poems - Poems about Scribbling

...I’m writing with pen. Scribbling and doodling. Writing a rough draft. Then an even rougher draft. Falling asleep and knocking coffee all over my pages. Using up my whole notebook. Running to th......Read the rest...

... From the moment his eyes found mine, I felt him wrapping me in a silk cocoon... held closely within the warmth of his arms. I was aware of the threads he was weaving when our lips ......Read the rest...

...sometimes I sing antique anthems, of the nights I was confined within a bottle of diamond tears, wept woefully from the widest sky that held kaleidoscopic stars~ amidst festooned f......Read the rest...

...Where do all the pens go that's what I wanna know Did we give them to friends who might keep them (depends) Maybe burglars stole them but not jewelry or gem Or snagged by the goblins scr......Read the rest...

...a pencil, slender and sleek, whispers secrets on the page, its graphite tip, a dancer's toe, tracing lines of thought, unencumbered. it dances across the paper's stage, twirling and swirling i......Read the rest...

...Another lost noon, engraved as unforgettable memoirs within my mind, I’m rethinking of rewriting and rewinding revoked reflections of a love rekindled. My eager heart is now hanging i......Read the rest...

...The distance between us means nothing~ l've f a l l e n in love with you, despite the moon sleeping in your eyes, I d r i f t towards you like a galaxy of stars. Craving your i......Read the rest...

...Strangled into the ropes of death An undeserving figure took the role finely Tears were my favorite pal Scribbling manifested my parallel reality Overthrowing seemed an eminent long journey Warm......Read the rest...

... In the quiet of my mind, words dance and twirl A fragile ballet of mere notions unfurled I sit and ponder, pen in place just as planned Ready to create, to incite, to command W......Read the rest...

...it’s too wet, too gloomy, too damp putting me in a bad mood, I am too annoyed to write I wanted to picnic today this storm has ruined everything! Dang it! Now the lights have gone out! Even if ......Read the rest...

...I want someone that is virtuous for me to come and keep my company. I want someone that is virtuous for me to come and write the next chapter with me. I want someone that is virtuous for me to help m......Read the rest...

...The people who write, for no apparent reason, thinking maybe that they are just wasting their life scribbling down what the world calls poetry or some other dumb name. The people who write st......Read the rest...

... yesterday is a collection of photographic memories tomorrow a whirlpool of uncertainties I'm a faded image in this island of healing trying to control life,......Read the rest...

...In words, straight from this writer's heart ~ my soul, or some other sensitive anatomical part, I consider a poem a failure, without success when poetry readers consider it a bloody mess. Sometim......Read the rest...

... American Haiku Rainy, nasty day and night Train whistle in distance Early morning hours Contemplation brings Enlightenment Or Believed so Buddhist awakening Realize Poetry's Power a......Read the rest...