Sorting Poems - Poems about Sorting

... Written: May 03, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I witnessed the dawn seraphic sapphire spike, I marveled at the world's exquisiteness strike. The colors shim......Read the rest...

... We were cleaning out a closet when we found an old bin filled with photos we’ve amassed. Hundreds and hundreds of photos capturing moments… evoking memories from our past. We thought…what a ......Read the rest...

...Brains beam back connections as dreams While sorting much data in streams But these mind fables Come with graphic labels Like symbols in Microsoft Teams......Read the rest...

...A time to rake; to search embers, to pore over resurrected, fire-damaged relics. On an ancient shore driftwood, fagots, and reeds are heaped up onto a pyre of time. After the fire there is ......Read the rest...

...I can tell this paper how much I love you. Spill my ink like tears, sorting out my fears. I can tell this paper how much I want you My lips upon your neck, All the sorted details that make......Read the rest...

... Sorting out struggling moments, listening to Dolly Parton: A coat of many colours, a rainbow of wisdom sang for changing. Turning back is possible, a turning point means new feet to walk on.......Read the rest...

...I see a box in the tree with something waiting for thee; I wonder what is in there? Do you have something to share? Christmas is drawing near and boxes of every size are waiting in line, with somethi......Read the rest...

... Written: December 15, 2023 _____________________________________________ It is undeniable that anguish prevails It hovers close to a lilting voice There are no strains ......Read the rest...

..."Is there anyone for stuffing? Well done George, send us down your plate, Auntie, if you've finished with the cranberry sauce Could you please pass it across to Kate?" "Brian can I interest you......Read the rest...

...A time to rake; to search embers, for fingerprints and the scorched optics of the scattered and blind. After the violence, fagots, and reeds are heaped up into pyres, but first the sorting, t......Read the rest...

...A winter love toying outside melts all the pride in my heart And it makes me feel warm inside When that illusive existence start The cold tries hard to hide feelings, Dampened down fear of be......Read the rest...

...An odyssey through hurdles, yet a blessing it is to dwell on earth, Aiming for destination beloved, chasing sweet dreams of mirth, Through successes and failures, amid joys and woes, since birth, ......Read the rest...

...Or are we included all along, just not privy to the. visibilty path of our fog laden destinations, looking. long. Into the ignorant bliss of the Forests of delusion we. ......Read the rest...

...Growing up as child Is all that's on my mind. Wishing it was kind And not who Im defined. I used to run around, just wanting to be found That's why I was so loud An the class in clow......Read the rest...

...I still see him Walking slowly beneath broken streetlamps, Sitting at the edge of the needle-strewn playground. He seems slower, less busy about his work, An air of defeat stains his scythe. I......Read the rest...