Unnumbered Poems - Poems about Unnumbered

...I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future; And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner. I had learnt to talk with the spirits, a......Read the rest...

... comparison is a pickpocket plucking joy from my handbag I have been compared to countless things and things that cannot be counted, or counted on mostly fair assessments of character only a h......Read the rest...

...Empathize, And part with the clouds; Light's story. ......Read the rest...

... August days flutter quickly toward autumn. Unnumbered colors waving in the blast. Greets to conjure away the gold it touches. Upcoming music under autumn's starry sky. Symphony with glorie......Read the rest...

...What's my point? I often ask too seldom Where's my circle? Good days are right as bad feel wrong dark night And what's our peak communication point? Where were we when I last remembered? ......Read the rest...

... "Murdering Pluto" On Pluto, they deal with trauma in the best possible way, they murder it slowly in poetic hell day after day. the dark Seraphim have their way.......Read the rest...

...He was vulnerable only in the present The past and future self-deposed their fantasies atoned Moments claim unto themselves a singular refluence Strength unnumbered past the count —battle li......Read the rest...

...As springtime returns Her gentle, warm breeze Blows through the treetops Of bright, new green leaves Spring’s gentle showers Pour down on the field Soon every dry grass blade And bare tree w......Read the rest...

...I know each one, every line My eyes trace them every day From dawn’s light to dusk’s dark One fascinates me, long, curved It’s history hidden, for me to imagine, build a story Bisected......Read the rest...

...Heaven and earth may sing He blessed our births He conquered the earth Blessed his wine Made good of his time His sacred blood Delivered from above His blessings unnumbered Always remembered ......Read the rest...

... “Forever” When The Terrors came, The Uncontrollable Ones, she closed her eyes and listened for the notes her mother had planted amongst the deep blues, beds of Forg......Read the rest...

... "Slow Gin and Astral Conversations" A maze me? I’m the architect of my own destiny he beguiled her incessantly from the depths of his bottled up Carceri she ......Read the rest...

... Life is Written: by Miracle Man 3/17/2021 There's birth and death and time between, unnumbered days to us not known. From past memories we oft glean, recalling good seed that we've ......Read the rest...

...Granny hit you with it you fly across the room she was a 5th generation hep cat a finger popping bebopster with double elbows you can have your two bit Buddha garden and your silly Jesus candles......Read the rest...

...The mouse driven by hunger When he was so much younger Now runs about on less toes And is missing part of his nose He is much wiser in his old age Some even call him a sage He wa......Read the rest...