Synch Poems - Poems about Synch

...Shadows I am the ghost in the room Seeing, not seen Listening, not heard I can feel my breath hear the heart in my chest Living invisibly A shadow nothing more Stitch myself to you Ignor......Read the rest...

...the ingenious geese, in the pond, fluttering wings - six fountains of grace they take off like jet fighters like blue angels all in synch......Read the rest...

...On the precipice of womanhood, not knowing what my future love life could be, I gazed back into the brown eyes of Guy, a handsome boy from French Quebec. Utterly enthralled, I had never experienced s......Read the rest...

...As I was writing this poem, I had my grandson fill in the blank, but Grandma gives… not only did he give me that but the next line which I loved so much I made it my title too. Perhaps, I’m passi......Read the rest...

...My heart beating in synch with a one that I love; God has placed her promised me to one; Special love; And I am fortunate; and I am favored and blessed; to have been blessed with a one s......Read the rest...

...They delight in wearing women’s fancy dresses Intricate wigs fashioned as highly coifed tresses, Padding in places gives them feminine curves Appearing like that would shatter my nerve......Read the rest...

...You’ve not encountered either in a while; you may not have described yourselves as close. On social, it is easy to revile, to Monday quarterback, to diagnose. From outside, looking in, you wond......Read the rest...

...Your smile shines~ as the new morn breaks upon wisteria water reflecting sunlight kisses on sleepy teal trees. Your laughters echo~ upon the verdun leaves that radiate a lilac shade as......Read the rest...

...Ruminating on the events over two-thousand years ago: the life, suffering, death, burial of Jesus, and the exciting, dramatic, and supernatural arousal of Christ, incarnate - from death to life, o......Read the rest...

...While everything’s still out of synch, A long flight gives one time to think. To take a step back from the brink, Commit the journey’s thoughts to ink. To muse a little more... A final skip ac......Read the rest...

...heeding the worst; lips he would rehearse; kiss purpose would hurt his- heart it immersed; drips- sweat and a forced breath the words that his mouth bled- loud and dispersed; head; nose; c......Read the rest...

...Your father and your mother they are The connection to where you are from Your father and mother came in same manner Created by their creators before they created you That's your ancestry and r......Read the rest...

...The weather is chill and pleasant Diwali fervor is round the corner Yet my soul is not in synch My mind doesn’t budge to tyranny Will there be a cracker of a time When firecrackers are ban......Read the rest...

... Constrained, calm and cold, absent all strife Puerile, placid, flaccid in life Nothing to venture, little to gain No bones are broken, no blood to stain… ...The tipping poin......Read the rest...

...STROKIN’: PART THREE THE FULLBACK He was twenty-eight yards and thirty-two seconds from the end of a career He had broken several bones, had a permanent limp, knew the burden of performance to......Read the rest...