Seedbed Poems - Poems about Seedbed

..."One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love. Sophocles, Greek Poet ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Tanked temps pools inky smears ere ......Read the rest...

...Written 12 December 2023 Transmutation Poetry Contest Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker Transmutation Whether transmutation of energy Is a......Read the rest...

...my precious, my love when will we know that our love will continue forever? keep the seedbed moist sprout, take root, ready to grow … caring relationships thrive 10/22/2022 Poetry......Read the rest...

...Am I god's breath Dawn's first breath caresses dew-wet glade, yellow catkins quiver in spring's tender breeze, eastern sunrise fuels passerine serenade. Sulphur-yellow butterflies, black and go......Read the rest...

...mulberry gloaming ceaseless murmur of water still latent seedbed 9/24/2020......Read the rest...

... Oh, living, breathing star how beautiful you are. You pulsate from afar- our cosmic avatar. Life beats inside your heart that rends dust-rays apart so elements- impart ......Read the rest...

...Shave his beard, strip him bare Muss his bed pouring thereon beer Pelt him sore rotten berries, there is one he can't bear Such as a man trying to awaken his old man that was dead As a peasant ch......Read the rest...

...In autumn when the woods are shades of red, wind scatters the reddish leaves overhead. Falling seeds fain to heaven's moist rain spreads to swell the earth, and plump latent seedbed. Wind scatt......Read the rest...

...Unquotable quotes: The Janitor, Gardienne, Landlady, Housekeeper, Portero, the Sereno and the Hausgast – XXXI Part One Be they so named or not in these here parts, visions of shrieking furies ......Read the rest...

...“Bring back our girls”: a silent whisper now the global anthem, Re-echoing the opposing bells to our corrupt system Is this the prospect sought-after by our patriotic gem? Nigeria! Listen to the ......Read the rest...

...My body is made from fire fire, flesh and blood just like my mother who holds me clay and earth and mud My body is made from water who flows and carries through protecting, healing, easing with ocea......Read the rest...

...She walks among books as if they are flowers – Picking the dust from their parched leaves like the busy bumblebee seeking for pollen. Breathless – She caress the patchy pages to feel their scent ......Read the rest...

...I wish I could tell you that On the eve you are born; The needles are just everywhere, And they would prick you hard. I see you are fading, Looming motionless in a pool, Parting water And......Read the rest...