Unwinding Poems - Poems about Unwinding

...Its a fanfare day feed into my dream if you want to all this love and nomenclature is just a trying zone I sit with our lives preen shelter our days will be blowing pear nosed we are unw......Read the rest...

...“One’s destination is where one’s been, if in a surreal dream a reverse world, is what one has seen” ~~ The Poet ~~ A surreal new take on life I found in a dream. Falling asleep nothing w......Read the rest...

... Brain-fuzz falls like dandruff, clearly the clarity of a strain-free smile is back to work. Summer is breaking its glass sky. I'm unwinding a Slinky soul, after a dark thought dropped me into......Read the rest...

...Ambered hues in faded frames, a bygone era's smile, Bakelite whispers of forgotten songs, on a crackling vinyl isle. Daguerreotypes, ghosts of laughter, dance in sepia light, Embers of a childhood......Read the rest...

...Here I am standing on the milky way hoping that someone would come my way, I have been here for a thousand years with millions of stars stuffed up into my guts and the solar system with is unwinding ......Read the rest...

...There is a rhythm that is moving around the globe, and you have to catch on to it before you grow old, it is moving at a very fast pace and if you don’t catch on to it you will be dropped out of the ......Read the rest...

... The morning waited for me to take my seat on the foreshore bench to begin its play, perform the piece it had scripted just for me. Opening with a prelude of waves lifting until gravity co......Read the rest...

...man of old talking to himself in this run down water hole not crazy just lonely turns his head and I know him chief of police when I was young put me in jail more than once now he’s near......Read the rest...

...Took a breath Of your death Upon my tongue… Burnt a lung… In the process Of my hopeless state I’m making progress As of late, as of late So young and awkwardly long I can’t believe I don’t......Read the rest...

...These blatant lives we lead with our guts hanging out between pretty words. I remember (after the failed gastric surgery), when gore spilled out of my prone body; that slow unwinding of blank ......Read the rest...

...Meandering through my closet, And the shelves kept around it, Keeping its flow intact, Bruising the wooden path, Following me with force. After dark looking for solace, Unwinding-resting on m......Read the rest...

...I cannot see the essence of thee, Yet in thy deepest mystery lies reality. Not with my eyes but with my heart I see, Truth is inside of me. The chaos of this illusionary life is blinding, Yet ......Read the rest...

... O wanderer will you now pause to recall those dark, forked paths, once taken, when you walked blindly over a line scratched into the sand. Do you ponder now, those diverse wrong-......Read the rest...

...on a sandy beach the rolling tide clears my mind driving me off course......Read the rest...

...We place a lot of pressure squarely on our shoulders Raising the bar on repeat feels like carrying boulders Stakes set stubbornly high but can lower to find a clue By broadening out our view ......Read the rest...