Unlined Poems - Poems about Unlined

...Avoiding Chores for Poetry Mom’s folding laundry as muse pinches me sheets flapping with ink scolding I get beat from both sides unlined bedding is blessed the future shakes out Mom’s......Read the rest...

...Travel once on a haunted train, a taste may make you lose your mind; Railroad tracks leave the world behind dismantled boxcars keep rolling; Phantom mouths continue screaming, they show you tic......Read the rest...

...There she was, silenced; in the hush of the night, By nature's decree and the will of the almighty divine's right. Upon the pyre, her form ablaze, a somber sight, While I sought to console my sist......Read the rest...

...It’s pure as fresh snow and as pale as a ghost. It’s the shade on the light spectrum that I loathe the most. A beluga whale, the milky moon and the aftermath of bleach and all my ......Read the rest...

...For five days now, it has sat Black and gray, reflecting heat Actually, a very nice Jeep With expired tags, rumpled bookbags Yet nobody has moved it from my house For five days now As I surmi......Read the rest...

... Pre Computer Age By: Miracle Man December 30, 2021 Coffee stains on unlined paper; a number two lead pencil, erasure mostly gone. Thoughts that appeared as vapor; I desired to be......Read the rest...

...I am mesmerized by ever-changing wisps of clouds meandering across cobalt-blue Hawaiian skies. I am mesmerized by whitecaps dashing against coral breakers phizzing out in the san......Read the rest...

...In a mishmash of the ubiquitous Consonants peppered with vowels Thoughts flow as my hypergraphia grows Building fireworks of prose Upon scraps; line or unlined sheets With a restrictive verse I......Read the rest...

...Would you, with me, traverse an unlined field deny the jagged edge of distant peak stroll lazily amid protected calm or listen as the ragged mountains speak. For some find solace in the chasms ......Read the rest...

...The first minute, blank brains filled with paper whiteness, unlined, creative. The second, third, fourth go in a whiz, fizz, unpro ductive row of parts The halfway point; five slow minutes......Read the rest...

...The cheerful, glitzy, heart-felt poem danced and skipped so gay. With terrific happiness she felt in her soul mind. Sharing herself joyously in a delightful way. Sharing her words in swirls and cu......Read the rest...

... “But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” –“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven,” by W.B. Yeats “I lo......Read the rest...

...I gather up my words barbs that have missed a target strewn about rose-like ………..in beauty’s shriveling death Inert objects …..injected….infected - a self inflicted suffering - dull......Read the rest...

...Piano keys – waiting for my fingers, they dream of a Bach fugue. Sheet music – notes build cathedrals of sound that wait in patient silence. My daughter’s horse – strong willed spirited ma......Read the rest...

...Trivial thinking makes a waste of life; Like polishing your shoes as Jesus dies. Yet academics often create strife, With philosophers more intellingent than wise Perceptions sharp as nail bombs......Read the rest...