Spooling Poems - Poems about Spooling

...the cracks begin to show and flawless floors are not what shift and shatter here but fear a frangible tear gold sun-strands threading a chemtrail-crazed sky vaporous cottons of cloud ......Read the rest...

...A thin wisp Like fingers entwining Opening like a budding flower Skywards Taking a path, a grey meander Spooling and curling Relying on a gentle breeze For safe passage The momentary heat......Read the rest...

...On that cold, damp beach, I came to claim my fame A hero of the inlet, A master of the game. It was late November, The moon was shining full. My hook was fresh with clam, Set to bring my jew......Read the rest...

..." A maddening re-tune this flip-optimist. Placid savant of scowl repeated. Thickset, daunt in idle, overly pist. Identical figuring head of lists. Circuit loops to retreat. A maddening re-tun......Read the rest...

...When the sinking feeling rises He hopes it floats on rainbow bubbles Until the dredges clear once more What ifs have not buts they simply are A luxury or misdemeanour in thou......Read the rest...

...I've these odd notions in my mind oddball fancies like thread unwind spooling strings of creative thought stitch together the wacky lot Loose ideas, patchwork pieces smooth as silks (or fuzzy ......Read the rest...

...Quatrain #295: TIME Time tunnel treats tell thrilling tales, Ink impulse sweet as joy unveils; Meek moments meet spooling sound sense Embark and greet the happy sale. ~~~~~~~~~ ......Read the rest...

...Low Tide Act 1: Sand I remember The hushed curve of a wave Spooling around my heart Unfurled strength Melting to the rhythm of a calming storm Passing across the damp reflection of eveni......Read the rest...

...Spooling southward on shattered wing- I ache to fold from life’s cruel sting! (I’d rather die, than say goodbye) Because I can’t repent this suffering (A reinvention of 'No Assembly Required')......Read the rest...

...You’re in that special position you crochet yourself into when you hear me coming up the steps , a whole breath between each plod of my bare feet as they tackle the stairs with all the energy of an a......Read the rest...

...A maddening re-tune this flip-optimist. Placid savant of scowl repeated. Thickset, daunt in idle, overly pist. Identical figuring head of lists. Circuit loops to retreat. A maddening re-tune, ......Read the rest...

...Like a spiders thread that spins her web a thought can be written or be said Random paths they sometimes take or into a pattern a web may make Spinning ideas throughout your head spooling f......Read the rest...