Squyres Poems - Poems about Squyres

...WISH COLLECTOR To the collector of wishes I wish you well Perhaps you’ve lost mine within your pail To the collector of wishes Please recheck Perhaps its still there Within its depths ......Read the rest...

...Traversing the Imagination Maybe I’ll drift to mindless places Where wishes and wants Have lost all traces Traversing the heavens To unknown destinations Ahh, yes.. this makes me smile. ......Read the rest...

...Familiar Faces Awakening gently with a sigh of a dream remembered vividly While to this dream I must say goodbye Today tops most in its infancy While traversing dreams to lands afar and se......Read the rest...

...Living Tapestry It seems I’ve always searched for perch amid the shifting sand Past memories, mixing with new ones, blending to give me a hand On a hot summer night life began as a bundle of j......Read the rest...

...Counterbalancing Self I found her in absent withdrawal A study of confusion and nerves Countermanding the calm exterior Presented to face the day Hand applied radiance Giving her face a ......Read the rest...

...Waters Deep Come swim with me in waters deep, With swish of tail and sparkling scale, Through the caves of wishing wells Where dreamers dream in rich detail Below the waters breaking waves ......Read the rest...

...I’ve Never Been I’ve never been where they’ve been Amid the rubble and splintered wood Dripping tears on rain sodden clothes Staring at destruction where home once stood I’ve never been wher......Read the rest...

...A new day begins on silent steps that no longer wish for an awakening. The soul’s bleedings of yesteryears slipping past the lids of closure that have never really healed. Hushed glimme......Read the rest...

...A choreographed dance of heart and deed fulfills the spirit that denounces greed. Why, now, should there still be hunger when all around there’s food to plunder? Silos sleep, filled to the brim......Read the rest...

...This jazz pallete weeps with greed for the return of some bebop and crooning bleeds. Neon flagships that lit the night with saxophones and trumpets bright. This bird bottled in country twang......Read the rest...

...Notes in play may have you dancing up the staircase, gay. Exhaling breaths of fascination with sighs along the way. A sharp and minor taking turns now tripping up the scale as your embrace upon he......Read the rest...

...gathering wool for winter’s spinning--- dyes bleeding the remembered skeins of my yesteryears © Debra Squyres - 01/11/16......Read the rest...

...Who then, but I, should benefit from the awakening moments of revelations unfolding? Continuations of meditative wandering, in dreamscapes certain tutelage, charges the morning air with marked......Read the rest...

...Little by little others whittle until there’s nothing more while the shavings, feeling the pain of each slice, still believes that Love will restore… Slice by slice others cut and dice ......Read the rest...

...the pier ghostly as the fog rolls in--- weighing anchors was it not here we met the first time? heavy mists of memories making steps--- timbers creak yet, I find you not this dampness ......Read the rest...