Spilling Poems - Poems about Spilling

...To be the ones to see that storm Rage across the jungle And witness the light arcing in flames From sky to horizon To feel the imminent thunder rumble To the pads of your toes. How clo......Read More

...One of these days I will get there to that safe place where I can be myself, I have some stitches closing my shell preventing me from spilling everywhere. One of these days you'll realize ......Read More

... Orb pulsates above a secret door, proudly beaming about the find, skitters to and fro as if to etch the coordinates into a celebration of the surrounding nearby. Of the pl......Read More

..."Too often we don't treasure the value of a moment until it's becomes a memory." ~ by poet In a melancholy moment I painted a sad portra......Read More

...I stood by the tree this morning waiting for you to come and watching the clear blue sky with patches of white clouds passing by. Clouds fade into other clouds and dissolve into thin air but the moun......Read More

...Lisa and I had a party to hit-up. I can’t stay inside all the time, not on a Friday night anyway and a rooftop is the perfect place to mull over big questions and get the freshest commentary about cu......Read More

...They ask him how he feels and he said, “I will tell you that life is real,” you ask him how he feels and he said it couldn’t be better. He was floating in s hot balloon above the vigilant sky with hi......Read More

...("Dark Matters", 2017, original encaustic) In the Night Opposites attract And so attracted bond On the outside It all appears so normal While inside they dance Or circle around in ......Read More

...You have been running around the world looking for a diamond girl; You have been running around the world making unfair investment and driving the interest right up to heaven. You have stolen th......Read More

...The space around me gets larger everyday and the wind that sits beyond the mountain is blowing residue of hope in the air and the birds sitting on top of the tree trembles in fear. The thistles ......Read More

...serene and reflective : Line 5 song bird's chirp : Line 13 ( Italian sonnet : octave with rhyme abbaabba followed by six lines with rhyme cdcdcd. ) ---------------------------------------------......Read More

...He came to me in a rhythm, an ordinary Black American woman, age 33 spilling gentile and Pinesol, and debris of his knee\ A couple of diamonds and pearls, said the dream, "Is the dreaming Awakening......Read More

...colour palette spilling with paint on grass, vision to capture nature on canvas, makes myriad strokes, eyes strain behind glass, creates butterflies, pupas with larvas. meadow he paints with mi......Read More

... "Mythic" Overseeing the savages, the gods watch from their war room above, pinning their voodoo dolls on the table Federations of strange angels about to cut through ......Read More

...I do need to find some peace of mind bring some dark, into the light. Those old days of joy as a carefree boy seems now, so long ago. I remember when good times back then life played, in ......Read More