Slivers Poems - Poems about Slivers

...A piece of brown crap metal What could I do with it? I did not know, but I knew I would have to try Since it was free, I lugged it home Seashells with holes Discarded by a button factory Thou......Read the rest...

...SPHINX STONE I am Sphinx Stone Sun stationed statue silent sculptured synoptic not marble or granite nor black tourmaline or crystal sapphire quartz vortex for Void actualising sacred a......Read the rest...

... Slivers of sunlight shine upon stacked bales of hay Summer is here, removing all traces of grey The sun roasts all those who dare to stand in his way Life's not all sunshine as summer blues ......Read the rest...

...Spontaneity 2-28-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spontaneity Arthritic inertia, Absent of the Prime Mover, Bursts into astral fireflies of serendipity Coloring outside del......Read the rest...

...I'm not unmotivated, It's just hard to feel excitement when the only side I've ever seen of it, Was a mauled reflection I'm not disheartened, It's just hard to feel accomplished when its onl......Read the rest...

...A lamp post casts a shadow Could we tip toe into those slivers of space where opposites are true? Breathe the air trapped beneath the sea? Look and see everything in the moment lightning flashes......Read the rest...

...delicately I dream embodied elegance alighting at stops of impermanence solemn slumber encased casualty of my day ~ daring to drift like mist, majestic in metal......Read the rest...

...pink pearls and peach dandelions silently showing out with tiny slivers of fluff winged faeries never looked more pretty dripping opalescent wholeness showing the world goodness instilling hope,......Read the rest...

...Garden queen wore her florals like a dress They swirled around in the morning sun Shaking off their slivers of warm dew The produce watched in amazement Wishing they had petals and stamen......Read the rest...

...No words completely rhyme with orange: no orange fringe, no orange hinge, no lozenge, no syringe, no twinge, no whinge – no nothing! No words completely rhyme with orange. Porridge isn’t orange......Read the rest...

..." To act in a play in front of an empty theatre, surely does not evoke one's greatest performance. Human contact is imperative " ~~The Returning Poet~~ On a silken thread a purpose to be. A woven......Read the rest...

... When the seaside sepulchre of a kingdom, without its queen, is smeared with screams of lighting, I wish to crackle these slivers of silver shakle, and devour that consoling ......Read the rest...

...Stirring My Tea 12-22-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amber Balm Evening settles into an overstuffed ebony chair, No longer pacing in little anxious......Read the rest...

...I love to watch the tilt of your tender-tipped fingers cupping the teacup's rounded heat, the way you would gently cup my breasts, your hands coiled lovingly around their warmth. The roil of ......Read the rest...

... For me you’re designed, mesmeric scarred moon, grace gleams in the convolute cradle of cyan night, slithers in the silken sky I create for you, a turquoise trail you trace in my heart incise......Read the rest...