Stylus Poems - Poems about Stylus

... I've been working on it. If I were a nib or stylus I'd be worn away. Sometimes there's too much space to fill with words, sometimes there's not enough. I'm digging my way out of A Mar......Read More

... God said nothing, wrote nothing, this is how the mystery works; the soul of mankind is a radio, a quill, pen, a stylus, or tablet. The eyes of the mind are a TV through which God speaks an......Read More

...I sure do wish I could fold space, and quickly slip from place to place like bending pages of a map, and thus eliminate the gap, connect a destination’s source, arriving right on time, of course......Read More

...Leave a man to him and his words and telescopic terrains will open, as splendid as the midwinter constellations sprayed in a barbarous sublimity across the sky, with the serene orb of Jupiter han......Read More

... Raise the white flag of defiance, surrender to the hate Offer no concession or compliance, a vote count short is the winning debate Cry ballot thievery trace: Urban poll pickpocke......Read More

... They’re on the march again Cool jerk protesting has turned into hip-hop stylus skipping That same delusional dream make you wanna ... make you wanna Make you wanna keep a time ......Read More

...The Old Scribe Memory in hand the ancient mariner of memories Readies to recapture – to transcribe - in fading ink A whisper of recollections – one speck in eternity – Illuminated by the lam......Read More

... mauve petals tumble framing eve's littered canvas-- stylus of autumn 8/4/2019 One Haiku Contest of Rick Parise......Read More

... From eve's mural, she glints lusciously waking duskfall with bolder hues and toasted flames kindling warm passion… that in stylus of breezes which etches tinted oak, petals, a......Read More

... She feels the whispers of the wind so deep within her heart and reaches for the pen to make her feelings known --- ......Read More

... Bathing in the scent as gaily swallow's hum Relics holding drawers,a comely painted girl Flipping nifty stories, the time goes flying high Holding dusk in arms , pacing footsteps in sky Unblemi......Read More

... While downloading some music a thought crossed my mind, of things that I learned in the past when playing old music in various formats which, sadly, were not meant to last. I learned concent......Read More

... Excerpts of dark, encrypted passages from the Book of Ghetto Proverbs If you step to me, you’re gonna step in it It’s best to step back ... let repelled pride manure gap forget Tok......Read More

...the yuletide came in the voice of crooners Please Come Home- I’ll Be Home- Santa Claus, Santa Claus- which placed me directly in front of a speaker the RCA Victor phonograph with the stylus n......Read More

...My most fervent hope is of the species that, It wonders most powerfully and unceasingly anent the security of These notebooks containing these selfsame poetic works; And I hope also, that asleep......Read More