Short Sunspots Poems
Short Sunspots Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Sunspots by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Sunspots by length and keyword.
Large room
Large mirror
me
naked,
naked back
tattooed
kissing faces
and sunspots
sunspots all over
my naked back
Form:
I'm getting old,
I have a suspicion.
How do I know?
Corrugated skin
and sunspots
of road map
composition.
If multi colored
would paint
a rainbow.
and not to eternity the predefined will happen accidently
but to a cry
unheard and clear and the sermon that will BE
to shelter the torn off grains in the summer
the sunspots priest in the reflections
of the water
in blue
A Place to
Be
I hope that Sally is where
there are cats that curl
in sunspots on a floor
and readers who peruse
novels slowly from cover
to cover through long
Sunday afternoons.
Or it could be Monday
when the washing is done
and the red beans are steeping.
I would make my way there
to make the memory mine
with a nice bottle of wine.
Rising
on convection currents
let the heat waves take you higher
Sunspots on the eye of reason
bright obsessive radiation,
casting shadows on the desert
rippling on the rolling ocean
rise and fall across the mountains
leaning out against the sunset
burning sails on the horizon,
Solar sailors, lost in love.
the sunspots ensconced
behind howdy-do curtains
a cockcrow in lace
white watering can french blue
white sprouts of ivy deep green
unhackneyed eggs bright brown
the pale yellow sun flickers snow
and no one wears silk nightgowns
as knees fall, and wrinkles like weeds
are read on the backside of palms
that hurry the yolks and sizzle
the bacon, pour coffee into old cups
one for the geezer who grumps
but puckers up for his buttercup
Lines of attraction gather around your face,
as your lips lift like an amusement ride.
Dips and dimples elude learned grace
and your forehead foldings coincide.
Deep rooted paths, like travelled lands
show erupted islands of warm sunspots
golden upon your useful hands,
tough but tender like dried apricots.
Your dove-like spirit is eager to listen
with childlike eyes, renewed and restored,
springing forth with mercy's glisten,
mirroring an image of your walk with the Lord.