Turns Poems

Senryu 1

                Senryu 1

Road bends, turns, and twists,
We stumble, then stand up tall,
New horizons wait.

To Avoid Carnal Knowledge, Daphne Turns into an Oak

What’s happening is clearly understood.
Apollo has one hand around her waist,                                    
one predator, one quarry, interlaced.
He’s coming up behind her

When Truth Turns to Shadows

When truth is reversed into lies,
a silent cry takes its place.
And when this happens,
prayer becomes the only weapon
against the cruelty of the world.

A cry the world refuses to hear.
A pain that goes unnoticed.
A silent cry in a solitary room—
and yet, a flicker of hope,
a thought still blooming
beyond the ache.

Trust becomes a fragile thread—
easily frayed once

Quiet Turns

Each morning drifts like mist—
soft, uncertain,
but somewhere in its hush,
I feel the weight
of something turning dark nearby.

I once imagined
this place would be still,
that the walls would not echo
with things unsaid.
But peace, it seems,
is not something we always share.

Patterns repeat—
whispers circling like wind in a cage.
The days loop like shadows
on the same old path,
a wheel that

A Flip of Lips Turns Frown to Smile

a frown is a smile
with naughty corners of mouth
dragged down, to half-mast.
stop wallowing in the mire ~
flip your lips to all ends up

WHEN SWEET TURNS SOUR

It hits the tongue without warning
Burns the throat where it once soothed
Makes breathing feel like drowning
You gasp but nothing moves.

Like love
When it shifts without a sign
Leaves two hearts beating strangely
Out of sync & out of time.

The light that once felt certain
Starts to flicker & then to fade
And every step you take alone
Feels colder than the

FAITH IN GOD WHO TURNS CURSES INTO BLESSINGS

May 28 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Nehemiah 11-13 

Key Verse – Nehemiah 13:2 …Howbeit our God turned the curse into a blessing.

FAITH IN GOD WHO TURNS CURSES INTO BLESSINGS	
	
God turns curses into blessings with His sovereignty
Letting us stay in His will of heavenly prosperity
As we love Him midst faith along our heart’s

When Trial Turns Into Triumph

S-ky's
H-igh
I-mage
R-eally
L-ets
E-yes
Y-earn

M-ore,
A-s
R-ain
C-hanges
I-nto
A-utumn

©bfa052325
Monocrostic (Birthday of Shirley Marcia)

When Heaven Turns To Hell

At first, it was heaven — pure and bright.
Then came the cry, 
A single tear that swelled into a river, 
And from that flood, hell was unleashed.

Her world shattered, 
Suffering took root deep within her soul.

She was never the same.
Locked away in her room, 
Her mind a storm of questions —
Where did it all go

When Grief Turns To Grave

No one told me the moment you parted.
My disheartened heart left the room the moment I turned the corner,
and saw his golden badge as he nodded in comforting dismay.
That day
My heart learned the rhythm of grief
Slow
Sickly
The kind that brings you past your knees,
and drives you six feet underground.
Who needs two burials in one day?

Sharp Turns An American Sonnet

I’ll slam with much more originality 
than that cadence you chose to copy.
Who are you?  Where is your voice? 
It’s a fixed game of multiple choice. 

You sound just like everyone else,
a rhythm that’s played out but still sells. 
Left out too long the ice simply melts,
you ache to forget such repetitive bells.

I’ll slam

December 31, as Rain Turns into Snow

A cat sits on a chair
and hovers over me
as I lie in bed.
It’s December 31st
as a soft rain falls.
As I get up
I ask myself
if this is
an ending or beginning.
I’ve been back in town
full-time for five years
but embrace memories
of highways travelled
throughout the Midwest
when I worked
for road construction crews.
Now I’m left with my poems.
Bare limbs in the

Morning Turns the Page

Morning Turns the Page

Night lies softly across the beach,
as delicate as a black, silken scarf,
while, underneath its dark veil,
the sea is blue tissue paper 
with whitened finger tips
wrapping an early morning present.
Then night, like nature’s magician, 
magically removes it’s black disguise  
allowing early morning light to reveal its gift -
an awakening beach washed by

Time turns nor life returns

__________________
O what ye have been doing here?
I’ve been watching my life pass by.
Just that and nothing else?
Why, is not it enough?
_________________

O man, ye just cannot afford to be 
A mute pair of banks on meditation
Forever watching the river flow by,
Nor yet a stone getting grounded as sand,
Ye better watch this life of yours pass by
And

Chapter 168--- DAMIAN DELILAH MALLORY HOLYANNA: Desharah turns 21, this LOVE fest

October  2051

Damali and  Desharah celebrated her birthday with Sedanah
Born on the same date one year apart. "Thank you both
And thanks Seda for being older than me!"  "No problem 
Cousin. She played footsie with Damali under the table. 
He pushed away from the table. "Seda get the food from the oven."  

• Short Turns Poems
• Famous Turns Poems
• Best Turns Poems
• Read Turns Poems
• Long Turns Poems
• Turns Quotes