Tabletops Poems - Poems about Tabletops

...Cream freshly whipped up Lime zest rests on tabletops Sunlight streaming in......Read the rest...

...The tinted walls’ filled with paintings - Max, Bull, Fanch, Chen and Noah. The mantel, shelves, tabletops cleared to be lemon-dusted and windex-spritzed. Company’s coming. Lots to be done. Bli......Read the rest...

...Some people’s homes are sparkling; You could eat right off the floor, With not a speck of dust the mop Decided to ignore. Each day they polish, vacuum, scrub; All surfaces are cleared, The pi......Read the rest...

...My own gypsy roaming in countless hemispheres A painter who splashes emotions of life’s tones Maybe a lightkeeper flaming a child’s wonder Also, a bookworm awed by enigmatic anti-heroes My siblin......Read the rest...

...Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers... Are you numb from all your numbers? Social security, drivers license, identity card numbers Numbers, numbers -- numb from numbers Library card, insur......Read the rest...

...Age old wisdom scarred not flamed. A dozen baked bees in an hour glass perturbed. And left undisturbed as a minotaur sunbathing on a single blade of grass on a sixty acre lawn. At dusk. At dawn. Week......Read the rest...

... Wild Blue Land Such wind rushed by nearly blowing me to the side; filling my vision so wide, wide dotted with white puffs, rolling clumps, or whispy streaks of froth; gliding sly......Read the rest...

...Sometimes it is just too much I am up and want to touch I am jovial and part of the crowd Dancing on tabletops, being so proud Drinking and laughing, I want to stay high Spinning and grinning u......Read the rest...

...Corridors with wall sized windows are always places of rummage Where copper candlesticks glisten and Wood is polished by dirt particles from strenuous journeys. Everything emits faint smells of Bra......Read the rest...

...Part I: im sorry that i cant care about you. valiums taste like smarties. i chew up one, then three. cry for help. im sorry i dont give a **** anymore. i have to snort a k-pin to sort myself out. and......Read the rest...

...Loneliness is having to buy your own calendars and coffee mugs and talking to a TV talk host over ice cream and a paper plate. Loneliness is a heart that roller coasters through a humdrum day ......Read the rest...

...What does it mean To be brave? I ask myself this as I cascade Coffee, pour the coffee Overloading vacant round things With handles that are supposed to make it easier Make it so much more easie......Read the rest...

...Opened like a morning leaf exposed beneath the moon, Resting in the tentacles of a clouded ink coccoon. Wringing hands now rest at peace- the solitude of night, a lantern in the wilderness the......Read the rest...