Transfiguring Poems - Poems about Transfiguring

...Fear of damnation may keep some on the path of Straight And Narrow...but only love leads to Father’s door and welcome -- the convict forced to obey rules of confinement, spirit’s attempt ......

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... “Tessellate” on the surface it’s easy to see we tessellate inadvertent decorative ostentatious flirtatious lives taking risks with the other sides planned str......

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... “Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, ......

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...it feels foolish these rain prayers deeply pondered stranded in our shared heat is there some unimaginable space where prayers drift to? free from time, reclusive ......

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... "The Messenger" Love is rich with venom and honey. there was a female ... snake, it watched with green-eyed avarice, covetting a dove’s nest the dove, wa......

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...Depression, like the pits and ditches of my heart, With clear water, like that of blood, does life impart; Adorning the environs like valued jewels, Dear lake, how clearly clean cool water in you ......

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...MOVEMENT interwoven with the    sublime  shaped &uncovered  structures of simplistic   formations a contrast offered in complexity. of enduring   concern unearthed  element of con......

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... "Distant" When winter came it came fast cold as a witch's t*t unwelcome and unwanted, we hesitate to move any further within the forest's interior alarm......

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... Nonchalance admits neither guilt nor fear, irrespective of thoughts that appear, recognising they’re ego spawned, misaligned from love divine, thus of no consequence as far as sou......

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...Snowflakes taking rebirths; transforming into flimsy shapes, Melting then, commemorating momentary landscapes... Flying high; skating, skiing, tough throw of stony snowballs; One never gets hur......

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...This is my modern English translation of Paul Valéry's poem “Le cimetière marin” (“The graveyard by the sea”). Valéry was buried in the seaside cemetery evoked in his best-known poem. From the vantag......

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... “More Beautiful Inside” That morning we all woke up more beautiful inside all children were safe and happy no longer needing to hide like Summer and th......

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...I thought of my imagination Imagining formerly fancy fiction fantasizing Reality really and so I screamed Those the thought of imagination Is this that aliveness Legally I looked fo......

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...The swelling and sailing moon, reflection mirrored in still water opportune. That transfiguring element of rising lunatic, by heaven’s circuit of stars so quick. Gentle light beyond all comprehen......

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... "Wolves" Pulchritude is not a beautiful word. Dark can be beautiful when walking with wolves hearing their stories sad songs of love lost ......

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