Varnished Poems - Poems about Varnished

...Walking down the street, With both eyes closed, I remain on this path, Completely unopposed, That is the nature of grandiosity, I may not be alone, But nobody can touch me, Trudging down ......Read the rest...

...Dear Love, Just a quick note: You caught me unawares I thought I lived in circles You taught me to accept squares I write to ask for guidance As straight lines tend to bend The route we though......Read the rest...

... Tlaid like Rash' o stabbings, your voice hisses from your podium of Hell. Blah blah blabbing. A one sided Tale, of convenient scapegoats. The goats of your usual slaug......Read the rest...

... Jukebox plays your hit song Jackpot for just a dime Jewel in shiny chrome ......Read the rest...

...Sauntering into the pub from out of the fog the varnished wood paneling on the walls reflecting the amber light from the Edison bulbs in their Art Deco fixtures hanging overhead the air scented w......Read the rest...

...In pale dawn light, when dew drops glisten, I listen to a chorus of larks as they chatter. Scattered about my garden, lilies are in bloom. Perfumed petals varnished by the fulgent sun. Spun, is a......Read the rest...

...Early Poems XVI The Beautiful People by Michael R. Burch They are the beautiful people, and their shadows dance through the valleys of the moon to the listless strains of an ancient tune. ......Read the rest...

...Years 1 to 6 in the deep basement I grew up in were a dark fairytale, one I shall never tell to a child. There were shoe-shod steps that rained upon listless dreams. The dank stank of in-dwel......Read the rest...

...Out-built, humped, and beached, breached by moonlight, nothing comes out of an old barn unfound. Engine oil, the fungal fur of time warped wood. Weather-eaten iron coated by rusted smears. mous......Read the rest...

...Out-built, humped, and beached, breached by moonlight, nothing comes out of an old barn unfound. Engine oil, the fungal fur of time warped wood. Weather-eaten iron coated by rusted smears. mous......Read the rest...

...I stand solitary on the stage devoid of any set or fancy façade only the Cabernet colored curtains I used to stroke to alleviate my anxiety soothed by the feeling under my fingers of the smooth ......Read the rest...

...Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens, drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, the intoning hallowed water of evergreen wo......Read the rest...

...Do those who have never caught a star between finger and thumb or loved through the pain or let a mist tremble through open palm or chiselled air in icicle blows watching spiders slip in golden......Read the rest...

...Driving on the way home Road varnished from heavy rain and sparkling as gemstones from where the streetlights flicker. ~Re: "I miss you" Liberum Divisa 7 Poetry Contest, Sponsored by: Gr......Read the rest...

... "There are things known and things unknown and between are the doors." _Jim Morrison __________________ and in my dream I walk the ......Read the rest...