Westward Poems - Poems about Westward

...I East I sit,I took up Ansuz , Sunday A dire missive mystically sent, I inquire Defenses down ,dispatch is odd does say Dope states “Don't lose thyself”.. This I admire II Ansuz inspires me ......Read the rest...

.... Darkness there was no light . Dreaded omens were my plight . Systemic frailties burdened me . ......Read the rest...

...Of Passing Cloud - Roger White Unaware of the world below, a wispy cloud suspended between Heaven and Earth drifts westward against an azure sky… …blithely As if coaxed by an unseen presence ......Read the rest...

... Is not ‘Mother’ the sweetest word in the dictionary? She's one’s closest friend, companion, and guide. How can I restrict her within the frame of a poem, when my entire world circled......Read the rest...

...Like an old cat stretching her limbs in the sunlight Warmth seeping through knots in her gnarled hands and sShe sits on a paisley chair in front of the East window welling in her stiff knees Pre......Read the rest...

...Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice Rather than be a day late and dollar short, I opted to post poem acknowledging the second of February, where eponymous ground......Read the rest...

... Leaving behind the city grime and angry crowded streets of crime. The chimneys belching s......Read the rest...

...I had seen her beauty a couple places mornings rising, evenings as it rests that spot in every ocean where the sun always looks its best. Her beauty seemed radiant it brightened my darkest ......Read the rest...

...We three toms of Laredo are Running from a sheriff's star Westward leading, still proceeding Soon hiding in Kitty's fancy Cat House Bar......Read the rest...

...On mountain of Sandelain Here I stand, painting my line Where my canvas is the sky To the tune of a lullaby Flaring red light from the east White lights gathered like feast Twinkling fla......Read the rest...

...In the dance of thoughts, we twirl, a symphony of whispered musings. Words, delicate as a butterfly's kiss, flutter from our lips, sometimes exquisite, sometimes in the gentle decay of letters. ......Read the rest...

...The days are getting shorter And soon the night will gain An hour on the border Of its Stygian domain I watch the crescent moon adorn The stars in tremulous white While westward sink her dusk......Read the rest...

...Swim my world. Under shadows havoc cry I bend this for you, pressing onto paper, a Caravaggio dawn falling westward. In madness beauty born, will thee watch the Dark machine, its gears of blood ......Read the rest...

...I was an unfathomable mystery writer, producing novels for ardent readers, Much like a mystery of vanishing pearly moon, as sun comes up to greet her. My days were spent devising fresh plots, lik......Read the rest...

...(This time I've quoted my own poem titles. Everything in quotes is a title.) "Dear reader," again, this monolog persists. We're no longer "sparring" with figurative fists. "The blood of an E......Read the rest...