Stanches Poems - Poems about Stanches

...Nothing soothes me, Nothing grooves me, Nothing behooves me. I’m grasping at branches, Bandaging the stanches, But I still don’t understand it. IT being what’s happened to me, The source o......Read the rest...

...Cinnamon- the scent of autumn Candles drown- wax puddle bottom Stormy clouds- shrouds of confinement Tattered jeans- trendy consignment Younger days- the color of green Falling leaves- brush......Read the rest...

...Seeming to decipher, The count of the sample, Whether white, red or dead, It appears, each is ample, The blood of our lives, Not the fluid, arterial, But the beings, among them, Usurped the to......Read the rest...

...written in octaves Tom gathers broken branches and stubs his toes on roots. Tywhoppity’s rich bottom is tidied up each autumn. The ache and pain he stanches to reap September fruits. Tom gat......Read the rest...