Tilts Poems - Poems about Tilts

...I rise at the crack of dawn push-ups with a weight of ideas – rhymes with my eggs; a slice of daily bread, no juice, it gives me heartburn, so I go right to the ink -- in a manic frenzy you......Read the rest...

...If you should leave Before I rise, And the sun Yawns her first signs Of willingness, While the earth grinds And tilts to greet her, Pay my morning respects To her brilliance. And as we revo......Read the rest...

...There’s an odd creature on my shoulder that whispers when my head tilts right. When I am quiet it gets bolder, when I’m bolder it gets a fright. More often than not it lies when it speaks, ......Read the rest...

... A song trickles from the thicket... bouncing off the cowlicked grass. It tilts its beak toward my whistle... re-branding the day "Bull thistle magic". ......Read the rest...

...(Read “Interview with an Alien.” This is a continuation of the story) Last thing Jim remembers is blowing his nose. Now he sits. Where is he? What does he remember last? “I’m here to interview......Read the rest...

...I Am The Wind I am a force of Mother Nature, sent to blow the cobwebs from your minds, I am a shackled prisoner of warmth and cold, surveying the empyrean skies. I am without tears, but not ......Read the rest...

...In the dark, a figure sits beside me, Like a pure white diamond, shines in the dusky night. She says, "You are fated to be mine." I look at her with turmoil in my sight. "Oh my Bun-bun do not f......Read the rest...

..."A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." (Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)......Read the rest...

...I cannot write of love, For I know nothing of it. So I shall write of you Did you know your head tilts when you listen to me? Or when you’re anxious to get in a game you start to jump up and d......Read the rest...

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... Written: December 12, 2023 ______________________________________________ Twilight swallowed me, striking me speechless With subtle caress of a wicked breeze Sti......Read the rest...

...Autumn has arrived. The sycamore are starting to loose leaves, and the corn fields almost ready to be picked, indications of its arrival. Though the temperature, especially in the evening has co......Read the rest...

...Moss wild green top soil hue in garden shade sprouts Lawn feast of mint colour lifts spirit each day Grass tilts in spicy gust one’s nose a spring host Scenes abound when ......Read the rest...

...the beauty of objects a clinging beaming testimony to tilts of taste a renaissance cradled in a single breath an intricate redeemed reflection in an an......Read the rest...

...You You with your eyes like salt And your hair is like the grass on the prairie You with your crooked smile And your voice that lilts and tilts Like the sun over still water......Read the rest...