Unshelved Poems - Poems about Unshelved

...Bagpipes in short high sounding squeals that loudly play to the ears appeal some haunting distant melodic foreboding malaise, stretching across an isle of green-blue ways, freed open and ging......Read the rest...

...The pulse of life is altered, a dimension set apart closed in behind streaming window panes. Half of life falls away . . . I wonder why it seemed consequential yesterday. Suspended . . . unsh......Read the rest...

...If it is off, I must turn it on. If it is on, I must turn it off. If it is folded, I must unfold it. If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled. If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed, st......Read the rest...

...color pickets match the days away when hours fade there's no feel left to persuade you know more than me that you do But i know who it is beneath the scars the fancy lights the impervi......Read the rest...

...Musty antiquity within. Spice inside a cauldron of ripe reason. Five months unshelved brewing boiling now the suave coolness, animals don’t know how to simmer their lovebroth like th......Read the rest...