Tarmac Poems - Poems about Tarmac

...A night bathed in silent cocoon of snow replaces the days that were pluvial; it flurries against windows as wind blows. Like insects, warm days are exuvial. Few souvenirs in flowerbeds below: u......Read the rest...

... Marooned on the island of loneliness Shadows of delusion confront me In a stormy sea, I got shipwrecked And the sea has robbed everything from me What unanticipated change comes ove......Read the rest...

...CONTROL TOWER No PoWeR FROM-a SNOW SHOWER BlOw hOuR, AIRPLANE, InSaNe PATHWAY, AsTrAy BY-WAY DeCaY AIRPORT, DiStOrT TARMAC, FaRbAcK AIRSTRIP, A-bLiP BOWER, ScOuR STAND......Read the rest...

...I'm in the parking lot of the church Just waiting But churches don't have parking lots... Especially old ones So I'm not sure how many graves I'm resting on Of people who had no people left to o......Read the rest...

...Date: March 2051 Warm nearly spring afternoon Some Hakims were assembled On the vast front lawn with their Luggage. Sidney Saderi Dolly Molly Spoke with mother Daughtry about The children......Read the rest...

...I can feel your warmth spreading out over me and the flickering rays from the sun stretching across the universe touching the inner core of its beauty and the morning smiling at me with dignity and l......Read the rest...

...A tropical vacation that I never shall forget The clearest cleanest ocean that I’ve ever seen as yet I dabbled in a rock pool with a bamboo handled net I told my wife, “It’s just for fun, to see w......Read the rest...

...Off kilter Yup I sobered up despite expressing regular (unleaded and unlettered) urge to shtup expunged courtesy system of a down with shuga (mush) and everything nice. The following......Read the rest...

...(etymology of a surname: Larcombe) somewhere in the deepest dark of Somerset, was a secret cumb, I know of not yet where ancients did note that many a Larke would wing, for food, to brood, ......Read the rest...

...The freedom of the cerulean skies I'm lost and found, I'm all vapid sighs... Perhaps I'll colour a bit more of the scene The sun, slightly better, it's a beautiful citrine What could I do wit......Read the rest...

...FEAR WOMEN I used to be scared of a Lion until brother Samson killed one. But after his death & no longer seen, I now fear what killed brother Samson. With pandemonium & unearthen sound li......Read the rest...

...High hopes built on imaginations And human frailties A meandering mirage on hot tarmac at noon A recipe for hunger In hollow voices, whisper winds of expectations among the trees Drowned by th......Read the rest...

...like a round brass gong afternoon sun burns in sky~ tarmac road steaming dry leaves swirl around canals and pools lie distraught~ lands yawn, mouths open......Read the rest...

...She shared a tactile fancy Explored the feelings of the world Inquiries of subtle touch Within her head vision unfurled She visited a wooded glen Saw through sound and scent and presence Tha......Read the rest...

...Softly runs the mouse Across the sun baked tarmac Sparrows nestle in the shade Of droopy maple leaves A single engine drones overhead A grill rekindles faded scents Black smoke to cleanse its p......Read the rest...