White Poems - Poems about White

... Every moment is fleeting fast The present will soon become past God has gifted this time to man To live and use for a short span All our life we wasted our time We did not know this in our......Read More

...“Soft snow swirls down as cold breeze blows A snow-white crown covers the earth Life is in hibernating throes Let’s stay inside near the warm hearth” ————————————————————- Time to peruse in ......Read More

...Do you care about Stormy who or any one else Trump stuck it to? Keep the focus on his worse transgression, the 1-6th insurrection. Do you need to know with whom Trump cohorts? Why spend the mone......Read More

... In an old briefcase capsuled for years in a corner of the shed, I found a rolled up wad of poems stalled still looking for something to say, frozen in a futile gasp for air. I should hav......Read More

...CENTO I ‘Even in Arcadia there am I. Weeping and wailing, care and other sorrow I know enough, in the evening and the morning,’ said the Merchant, ‘and so does many another who has been marr......Read More

...Conch Sound the garden of North Andros the place where my father's navel string lay The settlement sits on the vicinity of the waterfront with old Bahamian vessels piloted by One Eyed Jacob drif......Read More

...Some sweet and glorious day I will be swept into the skyline above with all the angels and saints when we will all respond to the thunderous voice of the Son of Man ready to receive us, his child......Read More

...The smell of coconut cream pie is the fragrance of my island roots the warm, toasted pallets of golden tropical loveliness blended in an ocean of bubbling, creamy briskness alongside shreds of......Read More

...Your beautiful vanity will resurrect the weak Growing emeralds changing landscapes by the week The pitiful old man couldn't see past obsessive bleak His white canvas now serves to feed that which ......Read More

...Guerrilla war in the Athens Athens a confusing in August, what with the heat and pollution, I had spent the night sitting on a park bench, looking at a white wall lit by moonlight, waiting for......Read More

... The Bullingdon Club was founded in 1780 about 240 years ago. An elite private club for male Oxford University students, selected for their wealth, and willingness to take part in club acti......Read More

... ~ a thought bubble requires - quiet space ~ quote by poet Silence can say ......Read More

...When we first start to speak, we first learn to say three words. Mommy~daddy and no, that was not for me. My first word was very questionable, since it was why. I asked and wanted to know about......Read More

... Hi Winter, how we feel your icy touch! The earth remains under your freezing clutch. All trees stand sleeping in the biting cold. And the sun has lost its bright sheen of gold. From nowhe......Read More

...Inevitable death defines afterlife - deux Flinty stones figuratively rolling inside whooping out that primal binaural beat of your drum ma mind haphazardly ricocheting axon to neuron induci......Read More