Towers Poems - Poems about Towers

In a city of shadows and glimmers, where glass towers rise like dreams in a starless night, we search for the contours of our own destinies, shrouded in the fine mist of mornings too hasty to greet...Read the rest...

What is nowadays West, in a moment of relaxation While you wait for the green on a crossroad: Impressions dissolve in stuffiness, preceding rainfall, Although there are no other signs of rain. Poor Jim Morrison, the whole generation Of melancholic,...Read the rest...

Academicians … masticating and grinding their ‘truth’ Spewing out what they would have us swallow in gagging choking egotism Regurgitating it back in the toxic chunder of a narcissistic reality Papering the walls of modern thought with the bibs of their retching As they hide...Read the rest...

Oh what a pity that in David's great city they built a skyscraping tower. the which to describe my poor words lack all power. Those who dwell in its heights enjoy rapturous sights of the noble city below, where those in the...Read the rest...

Usa Usa The free country Remember the day Where there were no delays Oh shall i say the delays Are because of the disgrace What we call teenagers of the day They are being bashed...Read the rest...

Take me down to ground zero, brother, I need to see the truth - where dark angles from hell put evil in place, and three thousand innocents died. Take me down to ground zero, sister, I want to feel the void...Read the rest...

Please, please tell me if I am too much Sometimes my personality overpowers If I belabor a point, or scream, or such, Please, please tell me if I am too much. If I am losing it, or if I...Read the rest...

flowers dancing gaily on taller slender stalks wave to us passing cheerily, planted to color up gray garden walks remembering how merrily they'll light up our way stately blossom flowers written July 19, 2022...Read the rest...

The View from the Towers Clock David J Walker At best A Guest is all we really are Mistaking the sound of thunder For the voice of God Odd That we should reclaim By name Ownership Over anything And everything Spring Brings dry...Read the rest...

The Last Full Moon of the Season David J Walker Day of past days Once in the way of This today Hours of past hours Cataloged and Overlapped with Horrors of mirrors And old age In ivory towers A presence within a Long lost past Preserved...Read the rest...

I have lived in towers I have lived with secondhand dreams that wore out too easily. My father was a basement for hope, mother came with me until she died inside her self-made cage. In the many towers women left as quick...Read the rest...

Like into a deep mysterious well the heat unbearable they disappear like dropping stones once loved and so familiar their faces going to where what is gone is gone no time granted to ask why leaping into the blue sky...Read the rest...

There…and Here, 9/11 Never. In all my days. (I was at work, as a nursery manager, watching over a dozen tots.) On my TV,...Read the rest...

When the fire burned inside the artificial fire, and hate was hated further than ever, even love hid ... Peace was surprised and without faith it burned everyone at the same time. The powder has calcined in anything else but dust... the...Read the rest...

I was influenced by Basil Fawlty that sarcastic humour really caught me inappropriate rude crude and naughty humour against stress which haunts me I'm the sort some assume a dim bulb even the spoons make a sharper...Read the rest...