Weighted Poems - Poems about Weighted

... Sometimes it's good to give yourself up in an heartfelt yell - to find a place out of earshot of others, a beach will do, or better, a shoreline with rocks and crashing waves, or out bush ......Read the rest...

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

... Wash away the fears and anxieties as the rain washes away the dust and dirt. All can become new again, just like that. - Anonymous ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the trembling thoughts b......Read the rest...

... The space is smaller than what was measured by memory, the stained glass windows much less vibrant compared to what glowed brightly in the light of back then. The pews have been worn down ......Read the rest...

... Written: April 18, 2024 For Unseeking Seeker Contest Line of inquiry: “We have been here a thousand times before Memory erased, each time we begin anew Of hands held tenderly......Read the rest...

...hear me out or don't it matters not ~ this recall isn't due to promises made to you for in the far away mind weighted and still spaces clear light......Read the rest...

... Although it's a well worn cliche, there is something soothing in the thought of lying in bed listening to rain. Last night I was front row in a symphony. An adagio of soft fall, murmurings ......Read the rest...

...This is a broken emptiness So surrounded in fixedness you can't get at it All I've ever wanted, I'm that But in disorder Unoriginal amongst poets My drama is bound, I won't let it out All doors......Read the rest...

...You won't open up You never did The chances of you reaching out to me on this shifting tectonic plate The same as jumping out an airplane window But you never opened up and now it's too late ......Read the rest...

... The Willow Tree. The winding backs, broad then narrow skirts the rivers edge, Blissful I peer through curtain slips, palatial the tearless sky, Wis......Read the rest...

...In the late interlude of existence, a woman, Readies herself to step into the celebration of her seventieth year. She asks, has she found the soul's peace, Fulfillment, the joy of life, or does sh......Read the rest...

...Today I was awakened by those of media, Who loudly speak above all the rest. Conveying thoughts that they were burdened, By those who failed to pass their test. They opi......Read the rest...

... Haunted Dreams I have no desire to sleep this night, or any other night, There can be no sanctuary from the curse of sleep, As dark lids close, I'm forced to wak......Read the rest...

...This is a small tribute to one of England's Finest world war 1 poets who died A week before the great war ended. Nov. 4th 1918 Train of Silenced Voices Fares settled in bloo......Read the rest...

... Far out on the bay, cloud and water mix in a weighted sadness way past the reach of where my words can go and yet finds reflection in your eyes the same as that which often carries a sorro......Read the rest...