Soft On(P) Poems - Poems about Soft On(P)

...There's more rust in my joints than ever. My bones sound like an old screen door, and my knees predict the weather better than any app. Give me elastic waistbands, soft slippers, and the creak o......Read the rest...

...The New Tyranny  I had this nagging headache and went to see my doctor, his waiting room was full of humanity with an assortment of illnesses The table in the middle of the floor used to be full......Read the rest...

... Still, cool colors, drifting on the spring skies, Dew kissed promises on the gentlest morns, Behind floods, bursts of pulsing blooms will rise, Even roses have their portion of tho......Read the rest...

... On the edge of the leaf, spinning, Out of control, glistening Slowly dancing – a waltzlike trembling, glad to see the hesitation of colors, graceful as sun’s reflection on the waters, lakes ......Read the rest...

...The meadows are charmed and filled with delight. Presently steeped in the darkness of night The cool air is warmed as a new day has begun. She peeps over the horizon, hail praise to the s......Read the rest...

...When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows, Soft golden hues dance upon the grass, Awakening flowers that sleep below, Whispers of magic in the air, as they pass. The world is still, wrapped in a ......Read the rest...

...Well, here I am again… at my crossroads I can tell they are mine The marker I.D. reads “Between a rock and a hard place” “What a shameful disgrace As usual, I am not alone We are not born alon......Read the rest...

...Enshrouded in the moon’s ethereal grace, Skin aglow with celestial trace. A smile, a devil’s tempting lure of sin, Alluring lips, plush and dark, a sinister grin. Your hair, a river of raven’s......Read the rest...

...27 April 2024 1:42 PM Are these of words through my minds desert roam An invention of my soul or a product of its home Is my soul so wise and deep That it ponders in my sleep And in the ......Read the rest...

...Waking up at morn, before thoughts arise, when dawn drifts into enchanted meadows, our soul delights in God’s offered surprise, as lotus of pure love, within heart grows. Presence both immanent......Read the rest...

... Metaphors penned with psychedelic ink most times present as imagery, forthright. But, if they're scanned again- readers may think a nuance has come forth in a new light. To say one ......Read the rest...

...We have soft spot In the place of Father's heart Even all ages.......Read the rest...

...Firm hands planted these precious bulbs. deep into the hard ground. Keen eyes watched it as the ground above it was pound. Seasons of change seeped into the soil above it Did the early foun......Read the rest...

...A love like water. so soft, so fragile, as it flows and bends, leaving gentle kisses, a giver of life. A love like water. a love so strong, so powerful, as it destroys obstacles, breaki......Read the rest...

... All day the world has waited for me to come and rest here, to welcome me into a picture it has composed with people walking their dogs along the water's edge and the wide, seaweed strewn be......Read the rest...