Significance Poems - Poems about Significance

...A HUMAN RIGHT SERMON (Being A Rhythmic Epic to all Freeborns) By ......Read the rest...

... Carried away by time, alibi Decided and designed, August’s excuse was never kind. Reflecting summer’s shadow, As dew drizzled petals confide Praising the One who twisted each leaf, Leavin......Read the rest...

...In the twilight of my soul, where shadows stretch and yawn, Everything around me seems to evaporate into the abyss, All my life, my memories, and my imagination slipping away Into a vast, silent v......Read the rest...

...A Sand Goddess Arises Fervently unveils his seaside Pygmalion At the pied a terre a sand goddess arises Sand casted are his piteous passions in sunstruck warm sand Stuck are her arms and le......Read the rest...

...Many years ago, I was reading the Revelation and came across the seven churches and thought where were they then and now for civilizations and some countries changed. I didn’t have a clue and didn......Read the rest...

...EVIDENCE See here, this object that I found Surely belongs to you You may shake your head and look away Yet I can tell that you recognise it Now your face reddens And I am ever more certain ......Read the rest...

... We spent the day in Spokane…by the way it rhymes with man Now that I’ve cleared up that pronunciation mystery…. how about I take a moment for a little history. Spokane was named for the Spok......Read the rest...

...4s When the Rooster Crows At 6.30 The soul is forgiveness because it knows forgiveness. A bird tried to build her nest under the outdoor patio light fixtures, but I forbade it. Somehow, her persist......Read the rest...

...What happened to my sex drive? (sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone). Once pronounced libido of mine took kamikaze nose dive, ......Read the rest...

...When the final curtain softly descends, and the echoes of my days retreat, I want to whisper to the wind that all my life, I was a bride betrothed to amazement, In the silent embrace of dawn's firs......Read the rest...

...In the silent sanctuary of melancholy, a stir is born, The flow of consciousness streams like a river from the depths of creativity, Where each soul finds its unique, unsearched significance, And ......Read the rest...

...Muffled voices in clouded corridors, where legends mold the unseen, drifting through thoughts like specters bestowing authority upon the mysterious. In politics, a performance: marionettes o......Read the rest...

...OLD MOVIES I’m almost embarrassed to admit A feeling deep down in my gut Some may identify as patriotism Now considered to be old school From an old black and white film Featuring events befo......Read the rest...

... So she named them; Marvel, Pearl, Wonder, As they came one by one, Those perfect gems, Into the world of men Who desired to hem Each of them Into the garment Of his own design, Never compr......Read the rest...

...My world is pure emotion. I spend my days crying to the people about things that are out of their control, My nights crying to the universe as if it would listen and take any pity upon me, And my ......Read the rest...