Staring Poems - Poems about Staring

...The poem will not been published on its name. Fee forthem fill pot mean garnished yawn, sits same. The reminder that we will be in the same class 3 years leaves me unsure. But I don't suffer fro......Read the rest...

...Dottie had been looking past the relatives for sixteen days Staring out the window, at the pasture, seeing angels They motioned for her to come, but she was never alone. Her daughter did not under......Read the rest...

...I sit here at my computer. I look out the window. I watched the color of the sky change from blue to gray; the first drops of rain begin to fall. My plans for today were to clean out my closet, to ri......Read the rest...

... “Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, ......Read the rest...

...No one’s exactly sure how this buffalo in the 1960s Found its way to live in the heart of the city How it separated from a sky stampede How the great beast dropped its guard and refused to riot W......Read the rest...

.... . if i was enough..... i would talk to anyone i would want i would have sex with the lights on not care about my size or my body ......Read the rest...

...On a dark and lonesome road On a dark and stormy night There were three hellbent travelers Just out looking for a fight After closing down the bar Saw a boy standing in the road So they pull......Read the rest...

...The gathered, outside my house, lingered long, As if it were Halloween night - A rogue's gallery of goblins and ghouls, They were an unwanted sight. Their faces had a strange semblance of masks......Read the rest...

... My entire life I've been drowning in a darkness As a little girl I begged to be loved: Nothing more nothing less I kept telling myself it will be better when I am grown But those demons stayed ......Read the rest...

...I stood on the bed, staring on the wardrobe my dad once bought from caring Ms. Kelly, who let it down the street with a large sope. Everything seemed the same. Thing leaked lame. Sudden rush w......Read the rest...

... The tree stood tall, looking at me, as if iit had eyes looking exquisitely Staring with questions, I have no answer for Grounded in life with deep roots to the core Strong, enduring, through ......Read the rest...

... It’s getting late and I can’t wait to sleep. Insomnia always has hold of me at bedtime. Tonight I feel hopeful of a visit from the sandman! My adult son and his buddies are drinking and playing......Read the rest...

...Her horse was interested in her moves, he could not stop staring. She put on her lipstick and rouge, in order to show she was caring. Make up seemed imperative to young women in nineteen sixty-thre......Read the rest...

... Metaphors written in psychedelic ink inside my mind like a projector slide show of insanity. The flying pig in the boiling sea chastses me, I must uncover the cosmic key or the bull will s......Read the rest...

...Devil Clocked Angel In the midst of fire and brimstone, stands an angel dressed in white, Her beauty beyond compare as a mask hidding her true self, she leaves nothing to chance. With eyes that spar......Read the rest...