Uprooted Poems - Poems about Uprooted

Life is uprooted moving from place to place with no happy place found...

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Afford me some time To wail a little bit this morning Give me a little while To whine like a dumbbell. Try to comprehend me a little My friends, men weep too a bit Men and women cry because of trouble To relieve the sad and envious heart. Crying is not an act of cowardice On the contrary, when things beyond the bounds One has...

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Unlike the Famous Five, with capers, japes and adventures, boats and well stocked picnics, we lived a back street life. With a sock and masking tape ball and mucky fat sarnies. The Family Allowance Five. Each one of us an extra pound. With facsimile school photos, in hand me down jumpers and carving knife tread pumps, floorboard cricket bat and under the bed air...

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Dreams uprooted, leaving scars Never a wish on a falling star As melancholy rhythms echo from guitars Despair the spaceship drifting afar A sliver of hope ride on moonbeams Which may yet fulfill the dream But it's obscured by clouds in ebon streams Which hides the truth, eclipses its gleam The heart awaits...

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Uprooted Uprooted now, the limbs Become the trunks of her new trees Wind is the father...

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I wonder what she’d say would she stare in wonder? cry in disdain? Fear for my fickle bones. When her child is rested into her flesh No more than fertilizer, giving for the last time. Will the earth mourn me? And does this creature of ancient bones and colossal mystery know how we think of her? are we simply ants long her back If she could...

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Palm trees uprooted- mad waves from shoreline avenge nature's graciousness Haiku in the Tropics: Julia Ward 27th Sept 2018...

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Staccato inhale Eyes stinging like alcohol on a latent cut Your kindness hurts It bends back my arms, My shoulders straining to remain attached. Feeling trapped by my desire to be loved And dreading its sequelae. I fear your caring. I am terrified to accept it. Why, why, why, why do I want to retreat? To be plucked out by a...

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UPROOTED “The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.”--------------------Rumi listen not to the vagrant zephyr seeking only sustenance of its kind idol thinkers lolling in innocence swayed by every whispering sigh unaware – that secrets lie. “We put the urn aboard ship.”---------------------------------------Sappho Single struggling sapling scented with the longings of leaving, kissed by the roots of a family’s tree adrift on a sea of doubt holding...

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I used to rock my baby ‘Neath an overhanging tree Which grew right by the river, Just a block or two from me. Its leafy boughs provided shade To my most favorite bench, A haven in the city Where a new mom could entrench. In recent years, those branches Formed a bower where I’d rest, To read or write a poem or two, With breezes that...

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Egypt is where she was once a tormented slave, Many nights she was beaten into a cold grave, She would lay for hours in the abyss, Where she bled from her heart down to her wrist, Tragically she’d question if there was more to life than this, And if it was all over would she even be missed, Then, One night...

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Uprooted and windswept in the storm you caused I was aghast and asunder like a sinking boat the last straw was placed and I drowned it was your slight that I simply could not fight you tossed your royal, handsome head your eyes smirked at me in your new find no doubt she was so pretty and fine. You did not ever...

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