Strung Poems - Poems about Strung

...Like sands of thought, a whirlpool's dizzy spins and holes of black, where not a prayer escapes, the gravity ~ temptation's lurid sins, while empty vacuums fill and chaste guilt drapes. While str......Read the rest...

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

...Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing, my life right now is earnt, I got here on my own merit, proud of all the things I've learnt. Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer! If I c......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...

...Thinking back, in daze and all glassy-eyed Remembering back when, when I was young Yesterday's afternoon, I nearly cried I guess my age now made me feel high strung That life field, I played......Read the rest...

... I like the accidental, incidental way- the mist kisses and lifts from the timberline, like angelic lung that breathes it all in, drifts to the next flowering, a honey bee in a land o......Read the rest...

... A week of summer heat with no cooling breeze or break made bedrooms like brick kilns still hot after a day's firing. You couldn't sleep. Air conditioning back then was a couple of loud, ......Read the rest...

...I can understand Cowgirls And some are real cows But 'Cowboys'? Shouldn't they be Bullboys? Why did they call the chimp On Tarzan 'Cheater'? I wouldn't play cards Did Williams Tell spill the b......Read the rest...

...When I was growing up I was so struck by the beauties I Saw on TV and in magazines I became obsessed with thinking about them One day I'll have one Maybe two or even more I wasn't too sure I'd......Read the rest...

...In the mirror, one day, the stranger will stand and you will gaze long, The shadow of what was, shall fade into the unknown to be. You allowed others to be the carriers of self, and they misdirecte......Read the rest...

...When you are alone, you look at the others and think that one had too much ... time to think and that one … well, you surmise, they are on the brink of some precipitous ... evaluati......Read the rest...

...The unpopular express their popular strings to the garrison, contained within safe boundaries, there, their thoughts pirouetting words hung, the black beetles shine like exotic f......Read the rest...

... In the darkness of the night, a ruby gleams to contrast a slumbered eye awakened to feeling, reflection, light, Lady "Genie", eyes aglow like a beast, in mid-stride, lost in her mid......Read the rest...

...Arthur Miller spoke of leaving a “thumb print somewhere on the world” Why? Myself… I want to place an aiding hand in any heart Even one They do not need to know me I want my essence spread and ......Read the rest...

... Dreams are a window to the future, real or surreal - poet. If it was a dream it was like no other, soft, delicate, with silky feathers the angel beckoned me to an enchanting embrace. I was t......Read the rest...