Semi Poems - Poems about Semi

...Two people are on the screen which one is your dream? Two dresses are hanging on the door which one did you picked up on the shore; two cabs are waiting at the gate which one is your date? This place......Read the rest...

...Zounds! longing for a merciful descent into the terminal ground where smoky eyes semi-watch streams of semi-(dis)information exhaled from smoking brains on a mission to search & decons......Read the rest...

...This piece was originally a challenge made by a friend to freestyle a poem on the spot, because I told her I was retired. This is also my first piece in nearly 10 years. So there’s irony in the name ......Read the rest...

...KEY: A: An American Man B: A British Man *It be a late evening in a semi-lively lightly plastered crowded pub near Bavarian Village in Hyde Park, London, England, UK. ......Read the rest...

...I could never run like this when I was a chick So saying, the rooster ran down the highway quick You are wearing sneakers! An old timer said, so great! Alas, a semi came over the hill fast, sealin......Read the rest...

...the lake where they hid a memory their song sublimated a cattail beaten remnants taken by wind a semi roars past someone calls progress someone says ninety percent chance of rain ......Read the rest...

... Be the rising Moon in my dark nights, for I am thirsty for your light. Rumi Thirsty as a dry and parched rose in the dessert Her liquid light of effervescent blu......Read the rest...

...Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism Psyche wracked with agony impossible mission to extricate lovely bones they wanna remain permanently abed. I chiefly function to amass knowled......Read the rest...

... pillars of creation obscured by darkness an evolution of mass stellar nurseries hydrogen helium gas ......Read the rest...

...Salacious, sultry Simplistic signs of Seedy sensory Semi sentimental sales on Socials Surreptitiously Slinking .. Slowly Sliding into your Sphere and Psyche. Psychologically Seducing So......Read the rest...

...Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust Cabinets, tables and chairs were old crust. No mercy was shown on this abandoned place No one dared to restore its bygone grace. At least that's what I s......Read the rest...

... The creek was the color of weak tea, a bronze brew that filtered light to bathe the bottom in the soft glow of an autumn morning. Even after a long summer, the water was still high up the......Read the rest...

... Blue of the Blue-Footed Booby bird. Blue is really a lovely poetic word. Blue is a fathomless endless sky. Blue are the many birds that fly and fly. Blue ocean and sea wav......Read the rest...

...When I paint I will listen to my friends via the phone line. I put them on speaker. I rarely ever call them any other time. Unless I am driving. I have mastered the skill of throwing in pauses an......Read the rest...

... "After the Port Arthur Massacre, mass shooting in Tasmania, Australia, on April 28–29, 1996, that left 35 people dead and some 18 wounded, it led to stricter gun controls, notably a ban on all ful......Read the rest...