Tone Up Poems - Poems about Tone Up

...It's rare that most would call me a hot head I am usually the coolest cucumber instead I have no tells, so their heads don't swell and I don't get entangled to soon But there is this tall lanky......Read the rest...

...(Lights dim, single spotlight illuminates the speaker, dressed in simple attire. Voice starts trembling, building in intensity) Can forgiveness mend, a childhood, fractured in the dark? ......Read the rest...

... On the edge of the leaf, spinning, Out of control, glistening Slowly dancing – a waltzlike trembling, glad to see the hesitation of colors, graceful as sun’s reflection on the waters, lakes ......Read the rest...

...When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows I flow in the dreams to where the sun glows prepares for lark sounds tethered to thistles sprout winged feathers disting......Read the rest...

...WRITTEN IN PSYCHEDELIC INK Wrongly chosen words convey naught Creating impressions of the wrong sort Even when inspiring lines deny empathy Especially showing contempt for simile Causing bloo......Read the rest...

...My heart grew fond of you quickly your brown golden skin sparkled in the sunlight as we lay side by side an entrancing and sharp contrast to my melancholy paleness, sprawled in the grassy fi......Read the rest...

...In a vehicle, once more this month. Though not going as far as the palm trees, my stomach’s lurching left and right. The baby’s alright! He coos from time to time as we weave through lovely soil and ......Read the rest...

... Beyond softest poetic muse, the garden sighs a breathless trust into the heart, remembering that God, in His great design, singled out the gardener for the joy that defines the flowin......Read the rest...

...In the quiet of the night, she waits alone, Her heart aching, longing for his tone. Beside her lies an empty space, A void she yearns him to embrace. With each passing hour, she feels the sting......Read the rest...

...I call them spirits They contact me in a variety of ways I can smell one of them; he smells like Old Spice My father I can see one of them Also my father I also glimpse a native American spir......Read the rest...

...As a room with earth tone walls, The sky falls, Staring at a darker tint; Like the message, And a vessel from heaven, Appearing to Peter, In his event –......Read the rest...

...(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There) The student stands where shifting sands of thought, Once firm with reason, now elusive truths are sought. Its splendor wanes, a threadbare, fading s......Read the rest...

...Early morning, still in bed I'd rather be with you instead Dreams I had with you last night Are still fresh memories, clear and bright Will I hear your voice today? Anything to me you say I......Read the rest...

...The fog has not yet lifted from the enclave. The candyfloss glow of the sun suspended above the horizon of the valley in the Jock of the Bushveld Concervancy where I have made my new home reflects on......Read the rest...

... Written: April 4th, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Behold, arrays of dreamy dryads, With lacy halos of azure and amethyst dyads Their ethereal presence, a sight t......Read the rest...