Storeroom Poems - Poems about Storeroom

...They surround us with a stale familiarity so undisguised, we may as well be blind. Yet they fill the storeroom of our lives and experiences that add and continue to add to the inventory of cons......Read More

...They surround us with a stale familiarity so undisguised, we may as well be blind. Yet they fill the storeroom of our experiences that add and continue to add to our consciousness of who we ar......Read More

...I linger at my laptop day and night. Not making a fiction to shift a slight. My ink was poised on the tips of my knuckles. There isn't a veil of aims waffle puzzles. Sonnet formi......Read More

...She gazed at the looking glass, but the mirror refused to grant her a preview of what might happen, a clear picture of where she had been and if she existed at all, the spectre of the moment seemed t......Read More

...Remembering a dog When I was young and for us not rich there was navy academia you could learn engineering, navigation and catering, with my eyesight I settled for catering After going throu......Read More

...The Junkyard of My Mind? the junkyard of my mind is full of images places that I used to belong now they flash before me like lost scenes in time how can something lovely feel so wrong th......Read More

...I glance at my favorite ring. The one I wear every day now. The large pear shaped blue topaz is gone. The opal band looks bereft without it. I think of all the groceries I have sacked in the l......Read More

...My mind is a garden whose plants have grown tall Their season end harvest awaiting the call Ideas and feelings cross over in rows The laughter of children to lead where they go ......Read More

..."Where?...I Don't Know!...But "HE" Does!" Where are the "Foundations of the Universe and the Earth" fastened and where is their "cornerstone?" I Don't Know!......Read More

... i confess we bear witness to revelations unseen since knowledge in childlike thoughts incense reminded our souls with the realmlooped scents of the healing fragrance of innocence ......Read More

...Plentiful the storeroom as I return my kit Everything an Airman needed for a career Returned this last day Air Force veteran is my new name Retired medically for service injuries Duty to Queen......Read More

...Waiting Room by Odin Roark One’s special space Where chin resting Upon knees tucked Arms wrapped tight To be the ball we wish to be How many such moments Harbored our prot......Read More

... Because You Gave Me Life “So I commend the enjoyment of life, because nothing is better for a man under the sun than to eat and drink and be glad. Then joy will accompany him in his work......Read More

...Daffodils and Forsythia bloom 'Tis nigh unto spring's costume When roses abloom Birds consume Feed 'Pon delicate flowers' nectar storeroom Ah! Releasing spring's perfume When roses abloom Birds cons......Read More