Stretch Poems

Stretch And Seek Mirror Oddquain

               Seek 
          them all out,
     overrun they thrive.
Fields full of hiding places 
              

In a forgotten corner of the world, where silences stretch like a carpet of mist

In a forgotten corner of the world, where silences stretch like a carpet of mist,
My thoughts wander among the ruins of lives scattered by the wind,
Reminding me that wisdom and madness dance hand in hand,
Like two shadows merging under the pale light of an eternal sunset.
In the silence of an endless night, I contemplate the

I loved you from afar, under the shadows of silence that stretch like a veil

I loved you from afar, under the shadows of silence that stretch like a veil,
Knowing that one day I would have to detach my soul from yours,
And now, as that moment approaches with heavy, leaden steps,
I sit with the weight of all emotions, asking myself why.
Why did I open my heart, knowing you were not

endless leisure hours as distorted time stretch before me

endless leisure hours as distorted time stretch before me...

like the infinite vista
upon the midwestern plain
farther than the eyes of mine
(an ascetic and copacetic
shortsighted father of two grown
twenty something daughters)
can no longer see,
since sockets severely seared
staring at the hypnotic screen
blindsided courtesy the magnificent 7
(a group of seven
major technology companies
that consistently outperformed
the overall stock market,
particularly in recent

In a world where shadows stretch across asphalt streets

In a world where shadows stretch across asphalt streets,
the modern man searches for his soul among dazzling advertisements,
alienated, stripped of ancestral creativity,
transformed from a creator into a silent consumer,
his smile, a mask on a billboard,
bearing the pride of a scentless existence,
in a world where presence becomes absence,
and essence is lost among useless objects,
our souls are

Amidst the folds of time, the shadows of memories stretch silently

Amidst the folds of time, the shadows of memories stretch silently,
I dress myself in your echoes, garments of dreams and bygone desires.
They don't fit me, but I wear them like a cloak of untold stories,
slipping off my shoulders like a river of whispers lost in the night.
You extended them to me as relics from a

In the twilight of civilization, shadows stretch like dusty memories

In the twilight of civilization, shadows stretch like dusty memories,
Europe and America, once beacons, retreat wearily from the stage of history,
Under the pale light of days gone by, the depths of collective memory stir,
The new era makes its presence felt, a mechanism pulsing with the cold rhythm of innovation.
On the brink of this dawn, the

Quite a Stretch

Two young wrens sat on a wire side by side.
Then one bird stretched her wings ever so wide.
The other bird grabbed the tip of her wing,
And she began to scream, poor little thing.

Pulling much harder, he wouldn't let her go,
But lost his grip when she moved to and fro.
Angered and miffed, she flew to a

THE STRETCH

One thing I love about the heart…as each day we grow a little more
is it’s amazing ability to stretch…a little more than it’s ever stretched before.

As a child…how easily it stretches to cover our mom, dad, sisters and brothers….
and when we think that’s where the stretching ends…
it stretches even farther to cover our relatives and

envious stretch

   Starting with the toes,
   Leaning from back to front.
   Curling muscles across the back.
   Never stressed,
   Elongated.
   Pushing out from nose to tail.

   I go from one appendage to the next.
   Toes than feet.
   Moving knees

Cat Stretch

Giant Yawn
full body stretch
full flop
lazy slow tail swishing
curl into a ball
contented sleep 

A Mother Watches Her Daughter Stretch Her Wings

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A Mother Watches Her Daughter Stretch Her Wings

There was no stopping my daughter's quest
Like a baby blue jay leaving the nest
She would take to the neighbors with a zest
With play in her eyes, she would meet her guest
A cat, dog, and garden laying at rest
My little one reached in her Sunday

Stretch

   Between the rain drops I grew,
   Long feet, arms, and ears.
   The rest of me was nowhere near.
   Never felt like I belonged.

   Kids at school called me "Stretch".
   As I tripped over my feet,
   And couldn't play catch!

 

In the quietness of dusk, when shadows stretch long over the fields of memory

In the quietness of dusk, when shadows stretch long over the fields of memory,
Memories rise like reflected ghosts, wandering through the labyrinth of thoughts,
Taking me back to the times of childhood, when backyards were boundless realms
That embraced my young soul, offering a stage for the great symphony of the earth,
The seasons playing in their fullness,

In the twilight of my soul, where shadows stretch and yawn

In the twilight of my soul, where shadows stretch and yawn,
Everything around me seems to evaporate into the abyss,
All my life, my memories, and my imagination slipping away
Into a vast, silent void, as if whispering a final farewell.
Yet within me, there pulsates a reservoir of dreams,
The dreams of the entire world, clinging to the fragile
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