Welling Poems - Poems about Welling

Salty Brine of Turning Tide

...
torrents of tears flowed
when he saw a sea dragon
beached dehydrated
for he knows that it like him
could only shed tears on land

the tears were salty
welling from bag of sea brine
in the o...

Why me?

...I belong to no one. 

I wasn’t made to be loved it seems. 

And then there was you. 

You lied. 

If you were mine and I was yours, 

Why did you stomp on it? 

Was our love less real? Le...

What is the truth in your name

...I am called Annie A Lander.  
Perhaps my mother believed  
This name would be fitting for me,  
But my father disagreed; he felt  
I should bear the name of a goddess,  
Such as Sarasvati, who e...

Wallop When

...Sear my heart, O rampant rage!
Simmer deep within!
Scour, devour this rusty cage!
What it takes to win...

As below, thus up above?
Not in this fair world.
Raptor hawk, guard well the dove?
D...

Intrusive Thoughts

...Dark ramblings play in my head
trying to snuff what was declared;
knots of words litter hazy thoughts
on bite of evening as I plead for silence.
But a litany of defenses intrudes my space
as I b...

Depression

...
Beware!  In my Dwelling, a predator
slinks in without Even saying hello -
spirit who Pretends he’s my creditor -
green with greed and Remarkably yellow.
My words hav...

hannah’s song

...hannah’s song

with cotton clouds above her
and yellow daisies at her feet
she danced to a quiet sonnet
of freedom

hands outstretched 
and palms towards the heavens
her blonde hair f...

roses

...I clutch a batch of roses in my hand,
given to me by a blurry face,
one whose name i cannot recall,
i know theyve hurt me,
and im forever stuck with them,
and the stupid roses that wont die.

...

Embryo

...Elegiac Lyric... Jesus has Risen!

"It is time to stop knocking on the doors to a tomb"
                                                              ...Daisy Aldan


Perusing Mom's final daily...

the streets of memory

...as I walk streets of my childhood
  For  the one last time
 the picture show of the past
plays inside my mind
as I reminisce about the time when
I wore a younger man's clothes

It`s so easy to...

Isabella, My Love

...Isabella, My Love


I cannot be with anyone but you
So sweet and a bit of a dream
All the things that I feel for you are true
Bolder and more than you’d think
Ever the ...

Tears on Paper

...
I entrusted my heart to someone unworthy,
Now I'm lost in a sea of hurt.

The pain I never invited overwhelms me,
Drowning out life's other blessings.

I sought answers, questioning my own ju...

Perspective

...aisle, altar, marching bride,
as father gives to me her hand,
it's odd, those tear-glints in his eyes;

aisle, altar, waiting groom,
while giving him my daughter's hand,
my welling tears are no...

Matthew delivers his latest bullet tin

...Matthew delivers his latest bullet – tin...

from the Harris-Walz front
where liberal minded socially progressive
electorate doth agonizingly grunt
targeted in crosshairs scoped out 
eager and ...

Deeper Than Knives

...My mother’s words cut deeper than knives.
They slash me and live deep inside my skin. 
Tr’velling to my heart, they eat me alive. 
Negative remarks radiate within. 

“I could just murder you rig...

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