Sheltered Poems - Poems about Sheltered

You live like this, sheltered in a delicate world crafted from dreams and illusions, Believing you are truly living, while your steps are guided by routine, But then you open a book... or embark on an unexpected journey, And discover that you are not living, but hibernating, asleep in an apparent silence. The symptoms of hibernation are easy to...

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on this rainy day I am hidden away from raindrops and thunder...

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My parents gave me answers that arced and formed a dome. Outside seemed beyond my grasp, inside I would roam. So even while I freely played -in some ways I was wild, my parents watered down the facts to facts you’d tell a child. A rebel would-be lawyer, I’d try to build a case against the facts they fed me, to keep me in my place. I...

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I protect you from the heavens, but some say I'm aloof Others have no time for me, yet trust their shoddy roof By David Kavanagh...

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My father had broad shoulders Many years have gone But I still remember He carried a heavy burden on his shoulders Like that of a snail With a shell He brought us up in a special way With the help of The broad and thick shoulders The shoulders carried us like a bicycle The shoulders sheltered us like an umbrella The shoulders protected...

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We met in the garden one fair, sunny day. I asked where you’d been But you would not say. I asked about news from beyond the hedges. I wondered fiercely, I’d not passed its edges. I begged and I pleaded For news from outside To get answers sought Tears streaming, you cried. You told of fighting And virtual schools, Racial slighting And stay-at-home rules. I’m tempted to stay With my head in...

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Ask me a question don't ask to ask me a question Tell me crawling little lies that burrow inside Squirming tingles I can't keep the secrets i have let go Trust rusts and ruts Lies idles slides ides march...

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The day my life became sheltered In the midst of a deadly virus It’s killing hundreds and Spreading like a raging wildfire I have to stay inside And keep my head together And try not to think Of the worst Even though it is the worse This invisible virus seems To be creeping all over The place Laid off work Shortage of necessities That’s very hard to find But...

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Untested, but quarantined! Virus named "Corona"... lurks. Don't ditch...

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Well, well, well, well, this is the story of four holes How's that for a real grabber my merry old souls Ear holes, nostrils, and mouth And another one further south But my sheltered upbringing won't allow me to say *******...

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Well, well, well, well, this is the story of four holes How's that for a real grabber my merry old souls Ear holes, nostrils, and mouth And one other a little further south But my sheltered upbringing won't allow me to say *******...

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Well, well, well, well, this is the story of four holes How's that for a real grabber my merry old souls Ear holes, nostrils, and mouth And one other a little bit further south My sheltered upbringing won't allow me to say *******...

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J-ust lead a sheltered life, E-vading the danger zone; S-ecurity is given by the Lord, S-afety comes from God A-lone. S-o just lead a sheltered life, A-im for your protection; L-ove, faith, and hope G-uard you from temptation. A-sk God to keep you sound, D-on't fear the chaos and strife; O-n the seventh of January,...

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Babies crying, mothers sighing, old men In remnates of suits discussing the fate of The world as they share a pint of memories. TV blaring, fighters glaring at Each other waiting for eternity To move toward them. Wino breath and preachers death Knell for those in fear of Soulless bodies and redemption. Days are gone, so this throng Roost in this place built with Uncaring hands...

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Well, well, well, well, this is the story of four holes How's that for a real grabber my merry old souls Ear holes, nostrils, and mouth And one other a little bit further south My sheltered upbringing won't allow me to say *******...

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