Spray Poems - Poems about Spray

...In The Dusting Of The Springtime, Sweet Scented Thoughts Of Yesterday, Mingle with songbird-bluebird chime, Frankincense-rose-musk-mixes spray...! White lilies kissed by the soft breeze, Under......Read More

...I remember the summers of my youth in between boring academic years, working as a beach boy for some miserly few cents. The smell of the sea spray mingling with offensive smell of sweat of dw......Read More

...I Love You I sit and I listen, to the wind whistle by. Looking at the light, from the moon in the sky. I hear the crickets calling, to the stares in the heavens above. One look int......Read More

...it's been a while since I wrote. Sometimes I feel like I could float between the best of both worlds that I've created with nothing but my words. But to pen it all down seems hard sometimes beca......Read More

...Winds will cease their sloppy blows And the sky will spray its hose Inside my heart remains warm Inside I see a new storm Children will play in their yards And I with my broken shards Inside ......Read More

... The flocks of birds, the herds of sheep The rivulets, pastures all there Weep The boats of hope sank downy deep My country folk nor wake or sleep All mourning, all mourning That promised ......Read More

...Intimate Truth The summer of May 1963 in a small country home full of trees and fields as far as you could see. It was a kiss of warmth that day. We all felt that summer’s rays spray and......Read More

... It was the syrup of reviving spirit not only in Greek and Rome. It created the poetic spring, flowing through the furrows of Omar Khayyam. Rhythms of the harvest dance in barrels echoed withi......Read More

...Gold ringlets glistening On the emerald water Home of fish and crab And otter All bedding down secure In their ocean bed Sometimes I long for That world instead The frothy arms of the oc......Read More

...the girls He will not let you forget. You will wear his hands around your throat, a chain of honey and sweat. His calluses grating across your thighs are still carved in memory, And with dir......Read More

... Wrinkle, wrinkle, dress white shirt, stains are gone; it’s rid of dirt. But the crumpled, rumpled look needs some shaking, so I shook. How to iron, I did not learn. If I tried, your shirt mi......Read More

... God’s Master Choir Nature swells unbroken, I believe Though, find it odd how the birth of the earth was spoken with words from the breath of God. Heaven’s harp strings sound with mystiq......Read More

... Tom was going to Norway arrival in Haugesund on Friday became seasick at the quay ......Read More

...Some girl named me 'Pistachio' where she walked beside the sea. What she's called, I'll never know, but she seemed quite sweet to me. Her brother caught me on a sandal, and lifted me from ocea......Read More

...As twilight's shifting shadows slowly merge, dusk extinguishes any lingering light. And a spray of twinkling stars lights up the night as the blackness of space and night converge. Indi......Read More