Spill Over Poems - Poems about Spill Over

...In the chambers of dreaming, where the night drapes itself with crow feathers, A harbinger of the end weeps silently over the meadow towards eternal rest; Waltz, waltz in the canvas of darkness tha......Read the rest...

... Be yourself in this one life to live Treat yourself with what your heart has to give Let not opinions or judgements get in your way You know what is best to do without reason to sway Treasure......Read the rest...

...You would put your paws in your water dish. Tip it over and splash around. Paper towel was fruitless. You’d unravel it and tear it up. I was annoyed in those days. I was young and annoyed. I ha......Read the rest...

... An Introduction to Max Hi, I am a Mastiff cross and my name is Magical Max. To be precise it’s actually Magical Maxi the Wonder Dog but you can call me Max. That’s not to say I possess ma......Read the rest...

...Starve the mouth when its the soul thats hungry Push the pen until the fingers bleed Crack open the chest baring the inner world Neverminding the possibility of being left empty I will always sp......Read the rest...

...In time life should be improving, And it's nothing but confusing, Odd days you fair so well, Today's a day from hell, It starts as you wake up, Within a moment you blow up, A simple task yo......Read the rest...

... The trees are beginning to turn inward towards sleep and are letting go of leaves dressed in their funereal finery of yellow, orange and red. They fall like severed wings. The heavy shade ......Read the rest...

...At first, God would but listen to me As I beseeched him to tell me why many of his creatures were hungry underneath his heavenly, blue sky Why did words of hate and anger spill from lips that,......Read the rest...

...December blows its frosty breath, ice flows downstream. Isn't ice white? This is so grey. Where is the beauty of yesteryear? Shouldn't the air be fresh? It's spoiled, tears spill......Read the rest...

...You march through the village with guns, missiles and rockets, and scrutinize the people, with foolish command that ravished the entire village before the break of dawn. You make appointment with......Read the rest...

...Prying eyes every night and day Like there's no other things to do Minds that always hope and pray For their demi - god to pass through One man's life is another man's living It's a hell ......Read the rest...

.... I saw her's at the distance I tried the whistle It flew out like tweety bird's caught by sylvester f......Read the rest...

... Although it's a well worn cliche, there is something soothing in the thought of lying in bed listening to rain. Last night I was front row in a symphony. An adagio of soft fall, murmurings ......Read the rest...

...You have no time, time’s not with us, Still, love aught be brought back with us. Let not time rob our love in life, Nor spill the pot of love with us. Forgotten we have naught with time, No......Read the rest...

...gather wares for market day and cauldrons of the land baneful stock for the boiling pot before the evening’s end tankards spill and taverns heave upon these Beltane days see magic folk and so......Read the rest...