Up Against It Poems - Poems about Up Against It

...Waves slouching soft against the quayside. My thoughts stilled; at peace. Gulls circle overhead in contrast with the peach col- our of horizon above pav- onine sea. ......Read the rest...

...In a world where whispers were the currency of women, a letter dared to roar. Tagore, the weaver of unseen truths, unfurled a tale with threads of fire. Mrinal, a caged bird with a song unhe......Read the rest...

...The monumental bane of OCD - obsessive compulsive disorder As origin of *****Sapien species surged ahead, harboring nascent predominance asper said primate reproductively bred, (albeit via incr......Read the rest...

...Silence ! If you're quiet enough, You may hear the gossip of the Gods. Where your reflection well can listen, Between the myriad of facades. Now as the message comes to mind, You'l......Read the rest...

...I have set my face against them says the Lord..' Those who would rule my posessions.' Those Malcontents in infamy.. World leaders? These are Merely world feeders.' Bottom dwellers way below My Th......Read the rest...

...OTETS THE MANY DAYS AND NIGHT YOU LENT ME YOUR DIVINE EAR THROUGH PRAYER DURING HARDSHIP TIMES AND ILLNESS RAISING MY GRANDDAUGHTER KEEPING HER SAFE IN CATHOLIC SCHOOLS IN WISCONSIN OUR LADY OF......Read the rest...

...The devil sleeps in the hearts of men, When silence speaks no need of pen, Like a puppet master pulling strings, Empathy dangling as the devil sings. Humanity resides in dreams despair, Hope f......Read the rest...

...Hills & Crosses I hung myself on a cross To atone for my works An attempt on my soul To rid him off of his unwholesomeness To cut off the tree of transgressions, I continously ate of its f......Read the rest...

... Living in the world today, we're faced with drama and frustration It has become brother against brother and nation against nation Flawed governments, people who are greedy fo......Read the rest...

...The sun has brung out a low spinescene against the brush housing thrush and pheasants My father moves as death, silhouetted A proper Shropshire lad I hang my neck In shame and solidarity. The ......Read the rest...

...pelting against glass wind wraps around lightning flash clashing with thunder......Read the rest...

...Little gods inside my heart where pumping blood is an art. With a mind of their own doth these gods call me home. Little gods with golden hair and a quantum halo perfor......Read the rest...

...The light is more present than it use to be. Spiderweb hopes hang heavy with dew tears - Resilient against the odds! The frost finger fears: a threat still lurking ...in the darkness... Tiny tru......Read the rest...

... I miss those days of hopscotch Doing handstands against the wall Skipping, riding bikes, running free Playing with friends…. having a ball! Those days of youthful exuberance and excit......Read the rest...

...If you could picture me now, and here, by these familiar distant waters, you might fasten on my journey, those incalculable dark miles, think of the strangeness: these ghost gums, ageless agai......Read the rest...