Sections Poems - Poems about Sections

...I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece; I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece. So beloved was this art called re-......Read the rest...

...Today of all days I am dividing my tears into sections, With each moment, with each tear drop and snuffle I makes The paper tissues will always thread, crumbling signs some mishaps in li......Read the rest...

...I wrote a piece for someone My bluebird, whom I love It's dedicated to her She fits me like a glove It took a while to write it I had to think it through And play around with sections All whil......Read the rest...

...a disproportionate amount of night is lost as we close doors and shut curtains take my arm, walk with me I'll never be this beautiful again nothing will this moment when t......Read the rest...

... When I was a child, I wondered Was deep sleep, death? Was every morning a new life, a new incarnation? Waking up, I found the people around me were the same I was the same too, not......Read the rest...

...What shall we keep after the revolution? State sanctioned lies. lies about yesterday and tomorrow. Oxycontin and fentanyl factories must be kept on a war footing. We will follow the science,......Read the rest...

...I got a text from one of my professors yesterday saying, ‘Please stop by my office at 6 pm tomorrow.’ It didn’t say why. This was the first day after November recess, had I missed something? That nig......Read the rest...

...We’re playing the long game. We share things, we’re lovers, we slip in and out of each other’s lives like jackets hanging on the back of a door. Relationships are like instruments, they must b......Read the rest...

...All love everybody you love Everything going great though However risk knowing geographically Yet the earth humans saw worlds Since everybody yesterday will live Here every Yesteryear tomorrow......Read the rest...

...someone asked and so we revealed 112 meditations that heart be healed essentially there are three categories to these beautiful meditation stories and as of inclination we can so choose stillnes......Read the rest...

...We were small, innocence written all over.. Pulling plaits, dreaming of a new rover. Crossed paths..when I picked my nose, While you processed your identity of rose. She lodged once with me, once......Read the rest...

...When in the course of human events, issues, and circumstances, one comes in touch with words that fit the reality of the situation; and when we do, such words are assigned to the individual to expl......Read the rest...

...It's still in the 4am world and I've woken up Though it's light outside (it's closer to 5 really) This part of the night feels like it belongs only to me, where my thoughts could land and be consid......Read the rest...

...I Psalm 119 is a Sabbath praise song (Judaism). It is so for me, too, though I'm a Christ - follower, saved by Jesus Christ. This Psalm or song, about a thousand years in use before Jesus walked ......Read the rest...

...A slight hesitation Overlooking what's written Need yet unfilled Something tastes different Aggravation, is this all we get to be? I am somewhere else, same destination So bitter, not sweet Ta......Read the rest...