Unsigned Poems - Poems about Unsigned

...Oh, land of yearning, soil of the pandemic, Across your bereaved fields, a lone wanderer carries His tattered garment of helplessness, In his steps echoes the cry of the land that cannot comprehen......Read the rest...

...Closed Account David J Walker The uncertain Decimal point is real yet Unforeseen The last scene of the Latest dream of a Vague and future happiness The language is Pigeon And unfa......Read the rest...

...The day after Valentine's Day, for most may be sublime, as a day achieved a measure of some success, while others gave it no light of day most likely from lacking a partner and t......Read the rest...

... The heart can be a mailbox for unsigned love letters. Best to forget the specific sender. focus on the beautiful hand-written script. God has endless addresses, yet only one mailb......Read the rest...

...Unsigned: the bullet that entered my chest No sender’s name and no sender’s address So be this my lot then I shall find peace In knowing I died a hero at least G<......Read the rest...

...Time divorces from memory Moments refocused sublime Lost in sequential detachment Freeing the message —unsigned (The New Room: June, 2023)......Read the rest...

...She has quit her teaching job. Contract went unsigned. No idea what she will do. Hoping she will find herself, maybe. I ask her what she loves to do. I do not know, I am not like you. I have ......Read the rest...

...My Last Las Vegas C.E.S. (1) (A Memorial Poem) I long counted Steve Bristow a friend (1) and we'd fly off to lunch some days (Steve would get 'hours......Read the rest...

... "Dangerous Territory" The wash slides over naked minds and feet the sands of time pull you in unexpected inviting secrets whispered in your ears too late to tu......Read the rest...

...They’ll wonder, secret Valentine for fourteen days, in fourteen ways The feelings of a lovelorn flame, unmasked, for all the world ......Read the rest...

...I was a private detective, and I was deemed one of the best, As the colorful tulip fields, are forever attracting guests. My skills seemed often in demand, and indeed kept me moving, As gold day......Read the rest...

... It's reality but heart doesn't accept; Still wishing if you by chance change your mind. My heart is not in agreement with mind. Unable to think what was my defect. Believe me, never wante......Read the rest...

...life, no aim or form. In all directions careless broom-straws blown by gusty storm. Towns aflame sparkling with each busy soul. the smell of life, the odor of its toll. Clutchin......Read the rest...

...Isadore LeMaster was a kind and friendly person, who never spoke in haste or told a lie. The finest vet that Oxford ever had - the guy was special - and if you’ve got the time…I’ll tell you why. ......Read the rest...

...W. S. Rendra translations Willibrordus Surendra Broto Rendra (1935-2009), better known as W. S. Rendra or simply Rendra, was an Indonesian dramatist and poet. He said, “I learned meditation and th......Read the rest...