Soliloquies Poems - Poems about Soliloquies

...the words coagulate, stuck in the back of my throat, I choke on the words I cannot seem to acknowledge, articulate, remember. aphasia commandeers my body as her vessel inarticulate and mute and......Read the rest...

...Stagnated sin stared straight out to sea Seeking a scape subdued of such scintillation Stars she said should not share the same air Superstitions shaped in slumber stirred into song Singing su......Read the rest...

...In the dance of thoughts, we twirl, a symphony of whispered musings. Words, delicate as a butterfly's kiss, flutter from our lips, sometimes exquisite, sometimes in the gentle decay of letters. ......Read the rest...

..."Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more, in the leafless root there is no less" - Ralph Waldo Emerson I'm a sunflower, dipped in honey of ......Read the rest...

...There’s not much to love in the land of 72 ounce steaks Air-conditioned grace droning over AR-15 soaked Saturdays Remembering is not the problem these days Rather it is forgetting that Childr......Read the rest...

...The Construct of an Essence Forming Collaborative custodians of remuneration for the poor Commemorative symposiums on humans need for wanting more Symbols of ancient mystery drawn upon cave wall......Read the rest...

...companion of night in the epoch of gold stars moon soliloquies lily reddest red just green steps from my back door moonlight on the floor beautiful dreamer in the silence of shadows where......Read the rest...

...What began as a vanity-premised venture An antihero adventure Around the globe, chasing splendor Avenging for adolescent abstinence Peering behind my translucent facade Peacocking my prid......Read the rest...

...Celebrity Carrots shook hands with onlookers Barrel-chested Beets beat their chests like bass drums Soft-spoken Celery Sticks whispered soliloquies Mild-mannered Mushrooms spun themselve......Read the rest...

...internal inferno my pupils circumscribe fonts of futility while opportunity leaks between my fingers weak, bent crippled for the moment by cruel serendipity it is said “better off dead” ......Read the rest...

...I, too, dislike poems. I’ve tried runes (and rampikes) but that’s affected rather than merely effete. So I call them figments. When people query What do you write? at a barbecue or birthday p......Read the rest...

...No need for satin sheet soliloquies, I want you uninhibited and raw; Pull my hair lose all the sweet nothings, with feather soft lace I will outdraw; Intoxication I won’t tire, trap me do what......Read the rest...

...** Nigh Another Birthday ** I’ve passed so many birthdays, That a few dozen of those special days Fall away in a gray haze, With too many forgotten by everyone (then or lately), And wer......Read the rest...

...whispering whispers sobering soliloquies intake man i folds......Read the rest...

...My roses shoot bullets and my poems never miss like they're shooting blanks Even though the expression on their face is sometimes blank Me, I prefer my expressions stank Faces from the crowd Met......Read the rest...