Traverse Poems - Poems about Traverse

...In the pocket of the evening, language floats – a cosmic virus, Its seeds unknown, brought on the wings of silent comets. It clings to people as the light of stars to the night-time tree crowns, W......Read the rest...

...Beneath the everyday attire, the spirit falls ill, dormant, In the monotony that seems an eternity of silver smoke, contingent. Boredom weaves its fabric between walls of flesh, walking dead, Many......Read the rest...

... NOTE: Please read part 1 so this makes more sense As soon as her words enter my brain I feel the force of a million gees pressing against my body, but only for a nanosecond, then nothing. Absolu......Read the rest...

...In the vast field of beings, some are stars casting kindness, Somehow born with a mirage that drips mercy of its own accord. They traverse valleys and deserts, spreading, unwavering, their pure ess......Read the rest...

...Cloaked in misty judgments, we have dressed ourselves, Finding in condemnation a kind of sacred and dignified sport. An inert paradigm, where blame is like a talisman That people wear proudly, bel......Read the rest...

...In the thicket forgotten of deeply anchored thoughts, Where ideas nest, across time and tailored spaces, There I stand, guardian of the undimmed realm, the archivist of the flame That knows not ex......Read the rest...

...(prelude) the buzzing of the evening insects presage evil ! here are black wolves ! here are ghosts and fiends and here are blackest of demons ! and black be the murk ton......Read the rest...

...According to Jung, “The creative urge lives and grows in a person like a tree in the earth from which it draws its nourishment. We would do well, therefore, to think of the creative process as a l......Read the rest...

...The Sunrise of a Nevermore David J Walker From here the sunsets closer than ever before The deep rays quicken long-off memories Removed to the distant shore The fabled days of youth are no......Read the rest...

...In the vast field of beings, some are stars that cast kindness, Somehow born with a mirage that drips mercy from within. They traverse valleys and deserts, spreading, unwavering, their pure essence......Read the rest...

... "The Beetlejuice Past Your Eyes" “Well, where would you suggest I commence? Should we begin with the concept of pasteurize?” This said to the earnest listener, who views the prot......Read the rest...

...On the Rug with Death, two beers in hand (though no one here drinks) we laugh, his lifespan a joke still fizzed. My breath ignites wars, lulls drivers to sleep and builds bridges for his gu......Read the rest...

...Yes, I affirm, I have seen God But He appeared and then disappeared This knowing that transcends mind, left me awed But until what’s imbibed is assimilated, by fears I’m seared—Unseeking Seeke......Read the rest...

...In late dusks, smothered sighs of pain melt into tomorrow, When waltzing sounds lift and fall in veiled irrelevance. Sacred moments are captured in the twilight’s golden yolk of creation, While cr......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the night, next to the unmoved clock, She lies, with the pillow—a saline lake of pagan scents, Mourning something that was never spoken. Prisoner in the castle of shadows, where da......Read the rest...