Stitched Poems - Poems about Stitched

...Beneath the pall of an eldritch moon, the library, a mausoleum of forgotten epochs, loomed ominously. Its silhouette, birth......Read the rest...

...You have haunted the garden of my thoughts, unaware of the endless conversations, About sea butterflies and flights mingled with white, forgetful snows. I wove you into the celestial tapestries, yo......Read the rest...

...Through wanderings of dreams that simmer beneath closed eyelids, A man chose to remain silent, waiting in vain for vibrant moments. Wrapped in the warm cocoon of faded security, He saw life turnin......Read the rest...

... Body Of Sky I search upon the lanterns of heaven, the unfolding skies, arrayed with precious jewels, that scar my body. They fall like bitter comets, colliding with kaleidoscopi......Read the rest...

... Come to me O Ancient Ones For I have missed you Your presence fills me with Light and joy I hear you calling me in the night Tendrils whispered On the winds of time I receive you with g......Read the rest...

..."As you live Deeper in the Heart, the Mirror gets clearer and cleaner" Rumi I can get as close as I like You wouldn't, couldn't back away Though I'll become hazy Air from my lungs capable of ......Read the rest...

...MY VITILIGO, MY STRIPS In the mirror, I see a canvas unique, Where patches of light tell a tale mystique. My skin, like a tiger's, striped and bold, Each mark a story waiting to be told.4 V......Read the rest...

...The Flower Seller Amelia wares un- cuticled painted nails, She hop scotches a pirate on one leg, Tip-toeing long sun cast morning shadows, beneath billowing hand stitched, salty sails; ......Read the rest...

...Written: April 14, 2024, For Silent One Forgotten Fields Contest Rumi Verse: “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul l......Read the rest...

... Quote By: Nat King Cole, "You call it madness but I call it love " A whisper of dreams landing on my pillow arriving on the nightstands of amber afterglows surrender to me an......Read the rest...

... Three kids to a bed, two beds to a room, three rooms crowded with flannel long johns and wool socks. If I was lucky enough maybe they had only been worn by two or three brothers before me. ......Read the rest...

... The Hypocrite The Doubter hides behind religious guise, Mistakes the raven for the pigeon in darkened skies. His words beguile, twisting my skeletal fancy into a deceitful smile, E......Read the rest...

...In a foreign lush green sprawling land A patchwork carpet stitched together In shades of tawny browns yellows and green Rugged rock forest and wind-swept moor Is a awe-inspiring spectacle to be s......Read the rest...

...Ambered hues in faded frames, a bygone era's smile, Bakelite whispers of forgotten songs, on a crackling vinyl isle. Daguerreotypes, ghosts of laughter, dance in sepia light, Embers of a childhood......Read the rest...

...Live is but a patchwork quilt Stitched together by Providence Fate and life's events It gets larger if you're lucky Collecting new patches to add every day A mixed bag of varied textures Both......Read the rest...