Smoothed Poems - Poems about Smoothed

...Interview With a Rock I was conceived in the warm haven of a mother’s womb. Developing, growing, morphing through the epochs of time. Then, on no day in particular, I emerged into the sunlight.......Read the rest...

...The last face of the rain wet glow of green in the meadow goes out with the wind The new face of the meadow sharp glow of colors on greenery all flowers get lighted The best face of the win......Read the rest...

...History books rewritten, pages turned, truths overturned. Past reconstructed. Memories are planted like seeds, carefully cultivated. Reality harvested. Leaders cast long shadows, dark spot......Read the rest...

...In hushed greenhouses, a marvel grows, A pilgrimage for those who know: A rose unmarred by nature's thorns, Its beauty is pure, as morning dawns. I dreamed of its stem, a silken cord, Coiled g......Read the rest...

...Date: August 2025 Mama Lucinda spoke with Delilah and Mallory briefly Regarding Damian's 50th birthday celebration. While Damian was across the road visiting with DJ and the Rest of the ol......Read the rest...

...a sliver held to jugular or wrist, twists of crushed crystals, lives fractured and shattered, splinters of mirror-light cutting up sun rays in a temporary turmoil of self-harm. See the boy sl......Read the rest...

...As a pebble from a rough rock, my existence began. Did I, devoid of destiny, have a peculiar plan? I was caught between the caves of waves and tricky boulders. The sun over the seashores was not l......Read the rest...

...I remember when I clinked in celebration. Once whole, before I crashed upon the jagged ocean rocks. Now broken, bathed in waves, my sharpness soothed and smoothed by salt. I tumble to t......Read the rest...

... The mountains rise like white haired ancient gods. The wolves howl their age old forgotten runes. In the blue sky birds perform their glissades As they fill the air with their joyful tunes. The......Read the rest...

... I haven’t the heart just now to flay your skin, consume your flesh; you are too beautiful to eat. The rose-pink dawn of your skin conceals your molten gold sweet flesh. Your shape has......Read the rest...

...The forest around her story damning the plains— A small little girl seen by the wind through the plains. Green honey passes just by a bee's swirling wings; The gold smoothed by her heart; finger......Read the rest...

...Tim was the new judge in Deadwood Flat Not really qualified, just a rancher at that He first case was of the outlaw, Horace Slade Caught red handed in a cattle raid The jury took ten minutes to......Read the rest...

... The limestones are smoothed, ? rounded by time, fashioned and shaped? by sculpturing winds.? ? They remind me of village girls?, broad in the hips, love handles,? not at all like the bony wal......Read the rest...

... "The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw."- Anais Nin Soft is a tissue or a cotton ball. Soft was my old teddy bear I recall. Soft are some foods like oatmeal and rice. ......Read the rest...

...By the sunset, you were ploughed In a new tableau of color for every sun's new goodbye— Life's bright glow on my skin fades now. On my face, faith has known better days— Smoothed stones— a walk......Read the rest...