It's imperative to alter the narrative,
so get out a round of ream.
There's a knot in the plot,
a lost theme with out a seam..
You pause and you pivot.
The script leaves you livid,
falling short of your dream.
Stopped, stalled between acts,
little time to retrack,
as your pen is running out of steam.
Categories:
seam, poems,
Form: Rhyme
beads of timeless sage,
illuminating nuggets,
waiting to be mined
Categories:
seam, birth, care, character, color,
Form: Haiku
It was not so much before today
that you listen to me seam.
But now it feels like
I am in your heart too.
I am not afraid to tell the truth.
I do not have any shame.
Do not even keep me frustrated.
Yes or do not me,
but do not do it and seam.
It was not so much before today
that you listen to me seam.
But now it feels like
I am not afraid to tell the truth.
Categories:
seam, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: I do not know?
Seam Stress/haiku
touch the meadow’s hem
feel the stitching of the seasons
binding wind and sun
3/9/2015
submitted to – Traditional haiku – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Debbie Guzzi
Categories:
seam, spring,
Form: Haiku
once on the swing I noticed a seam
in the sky it wasn't a dream
because it been seen it unseamed
everything unraveled
even the swing and me
I'll miss that swing
Categories:
seam, child, childhood, imagination, poems,
Form: Rhyme
When my father drowns in the sea,
Dripping from the skies,
A wet tapestry
Of sorrows, sorrows,
No time for sorrows.
Just good glad tomorrows.
My grateful grapefruits,
My chaste cherries,
My sullen soldier.
Feel your blessedness this day.
Life’s great joys bounce from sky to sea
Like one long pardonable dream.
Like the needle through the seam.
Categories:
seam, life,
Form: Free verse
Fallow my space
Along shores of sand
Emptied lines trace
The waiting edge
Of those who fly
Hidden the silence
That holds my blind space
Knowledge leaves holes
In the better part
Of those who wait
Silvered the seam
That binds the sharp sea
Fallen wings deem folly
The broken parts
Of those who know
Rolling of waves
The flood tide enters
Who could ever tell
The fullness it fills
For those who have waited
Categories:
seam, art, love, mystery, nature,
Form: Free verse