Turn Of Events Poems - Poems about Turn Of Events

I (Samson wannabe) feel aghast at latest turn of events regarding Gaza Omnipresent grief and horror abounds toward ceaseless killing fields impossible mission for me to summon forth fading magic powers since Delilah imposter hashtagged, (and subsequently outed) as a mortal (know your) enemy, - nevertheless became the love of my life - (sent by complicit Philistine officials to entice me) nearly found yours truly inveigled,...

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What began as an ordinary day took an unexpected turn for the better with the delivery of a large bouquet Attached to the bouquet was a letter its contents at present unknown but she hoped it wouldn't upset her Perhaps the letter was meant to atone? she really hoped that was the case his behaviour she did not...

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The relentless biological clock Our best endeavors mock God recompensed our growing old By grandchildren to hold. And if not, We are still hot. Alive, loving and looking up In work and hope to fill the cup Of life and meaning and joy! A daily routine stops, shocks toy With our mind, emotion and will. Change turns a corner until We lose our North and focus Under our...

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she placed her ragged comfort blanket in the exhausted tumble dryer to dry her tears shed during nightmares spinning terror and cold dreams requested safe passage from the Goddess of laundry and put on the heat experiences revolved with the whirl of the drum that was beating retreat and she sucked her thumb down to the bone and nibbled...

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I think back on how you'd kiss my nose, and I'd laugh; I remember it all. Our life was once a merry-go-round, a true paradise, as I recall. Today brought a sad turn of events, I laughed when you said you wished to leave. But when I looked deep into your eyes, your tears finally made me believe. The restrictions of reality...

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I A right became an unexpected left; Nothing more important than subliminal country miles that pulled me forward, no destination or thought to why, just my surprise. Some ten miles gone, I felt a ray of grace; the reason for this race, and as I chased a trace of errant time – I thought of...

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