Site Poems - Poems about Site

... This subject is too fraught for eloquent poetry So please indulge me in a straightforward thought or three For the first time in its modern history Israel is on the brink of internal c......Read More

... Tried to write something philosophical But the strain on my brain was immense Heard something whir then POP Thought to myself, “that can't be good” Feel fine otherwise But suddenly......Read More

... “If thou put the brethren in remembrance of these things, thou shalt be a good minister of Jesus Christ, nourished up in the words of faith and of good doctrine, whereunto thou hast attained.” 1 Ti......Read More

...Today marks the first day of Spring, yet, there's plenty of snow. And though Winter has lost Her sting, She refuses to go. Now that Spring is on-site you can forget frostbite, though ......Read More

... How utterly intriguing is the kernel of light? Worn stars and signs of ebbing orbs seal the site. A mystery lurks in the chasm of celestial hope. and a baffling charm that belies i......Read More

...HI STORY of a HILL They grazed their sheep upon my grass* So many centuries in the past In feudal times,a monastery of hope 'Til King Henry divorced the Pope In later times upon my hill* ......Read More

...Footles based on LS Lowry and his paintings. Surreal I feel Lone Man Own Man Match fit Matchsticks Street scene Smoke seen From mill Street fill School group Pea soup ......Read More

...The hens from our small, urban farm, Had wild idea, caused great fright: Escape their pen, come to no harm, See a show, without a blight. With feathers ruffling at benight, They made p......Read More

...Dawn returns the light stolen by twilight shadows. With the stars still bright and the bats in flight, Sol shows. And lured by daylight, butterflies alight and pose. Sunbeams warm ......Read More

...It really is As they say Ain't it funny that a difference 24 hour's in a person's life can make As 1 day and moment in time you may just well find yourself Standing on the prescipus o......Read More

...I balance my illicitly obtained bottle of absinthe from a man who knows a man, for an exorbitant amount of Euros, on the worn wooden windowsill of my topmost room at the rundown pension overlooking t......Read More

... Superstition! that horrid incubus which dwelt in darkness, shunning the light, with all its racks, and poison chalices, and foul sleeping draughts, is passing away without return. Re......Read More

... good morning the entry below is a "goshi" format before anyone makes a comment on the format for all of us who have posted on various sites know each site has their own definition guideline a......Read More

... Forgive me but I just don't understand What drives “people” to enter a school Massacre forty young people And burn their female teacher alive It's beyond my comprehension How an in......Read More

... Cruisin' into Poet's Town The Poet tree's shade all around The bird's lift praise, a lovel......Read More