Tented Poems - Poems about Tented

...In Pacifica I despise that portrait of me. The likeness ends with the name. Yes, Jane Seymour, unbeheaded Queen of England. No, not of pinched thin lips and sharp bird-beak nose. Those hideou......Read the rest...

...Not for nothing does the light prick my eyes, a thirst for walking shoes tightens ankle bones that parachute out of an inner attic landing awkwardly into the open throats of sneakers still clu......Read the rest...

...Zoom meetings can be educational giving you the chance to meet people with exceptional verses like you Each person takes their time to read aloud ......Read the rest...

...Who is the man in the mirror that stares back at me through eyes of blue that can scarce seen behind lenses reflecting bright light? Those eyes appear so young and vibrant, though cast behind a mask......Read the rest...

... I set out on a long journey by train That spans from end to end Out through the window flashed past Assorted scenes one by one Sky scrapers and mud hovels, Steaming cities and pe......Read the rest...

...Fade city fade the surf is in from lost town. It rolls across the sky it roams the streets as a blood-splashing mist, as a whale inside a belly it churns the fear. Fade city fade the gray d......Read the rest...

...tread on! move on! in this life’s caravan, unending trail of life from dusk to dawn! pass skeletons in sand from days of yore, sand has blown over, past footprints are gone man with limp walks ......Read the rest...

...Quote from the original translation Awake! for the morning in the bowl of night, has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight, Lo! the hunter of the East has caught The Sultan’s Tur......Read the rest...

...My people are shipwrecks, they have faces long crushed by tanks. Many are landlocked, a few were too oceanic they got broken by dry-docked hearts. Most were blitzed by smokescreens. The trees......Read the rest...

...Persephone’s Finger By Sy Roth It wormed its way to the surface. Pointy finger tested the air, Wriggled in a sensuous Fatima dance Etch-a-Sketching the crepuscular sky above, Shaming the ......Read the rest...

...Pile drivers have replaced gandy dancers And Mayflower trucks the circus, open-cage parades Horse drawn down Main Street U.S.A., But overnight canvas bosses still command Roust abouts to raise ......Read the rest...

...There I see, one of many trees moving to a bluer breeze beneath the sky. Bristled branches bending with the weight of many cones; a dripping sap of needles to a lap of many days. Bluest te......Read the rest...

...Turtle saved the world; rescued from silver waters, deep earth children cling to tortoise shell, sky woman’s plight made right upon turtle’s haven. Wizened sage with gentle eyes......Read the rest...

...SPHINX you silent riddle of the lion stars ancient in mystery staring at omega in a terrible patience stone eyes are fixed at civilization fractures ground down by hubris all human hist......Read the rest...

...The golden sun of yesterday played out in fields of gold inside the tarping memory of father, handling LIFE the joyful whistles that he fluted pruned alongside vines and mothe......Read the rest...