White Out Poems - Poems about White Out

...In heated performance of the day, summer wet evenings closes the curtains, concluding with a thunder jest and a gift of wipe. The crawling claws of the ceaseless winds surrend......Read the rest...

...I am Lilith, like a ghost pipe under oak shadows of Tomorrow River Valley hiding in-between hours, roots sipping moonlit juice borrowed from Eden, a deception of men ascending into the hollow of ......Read the rest...

... Books call my name, the bookstores are not to blame. Writing books and poems give me joy, better than a brand new toy. My imagination and creativity I can see, when my red blood turns ......Read the rest...

...White Diamond Bellflower, shiny marble lady Dance with me in the cemetery, in the world of death You are a transparent marble, a beautiful creature of my mind Just dance and dance, otherworldly mu......Read the rest...

...Devilish life, oh what does this notion? Hmm, maybe evil life, or a diabolical life of bad human I am this human, but no one thinks me a dark figure, because my style is great and my aura is bright ......Read the rest...

...I am a ghost unseen by most. Under the sheet I hide the truth. Always a pain when I rattle my chains. An unheard voice of past regrets. Eyes so hollow scared by sorrows rain. Under the white a......Read the rest...

...As I sit with pen in hand, a canvas of white A void that begs to be filled with the whispers of my heart Each word a brushstroke, a color that takes flight A symphony of emotions, a dance that set......Read the rest...

...Dear Lord would you sit with me And let me tell you of the day A day with rain drops That lead to rainbows Near the white cobblestone path A river of joy That lead to a waterfall of conte......Read the rest...

...winter is not white she is blue and sparkly, a reflection of gorgeousness with dazzling crystals all over her frozen carpet she is pristine, virginal, fresh, a delight every year......Read the rest...

... The rye mustard field, glowing with a morning diva, faded in colors within afternoon The river runs just beside ; “O reverie! What shall the song be in the chanting verse, unsung in me and th......Read the rest...

...The moon was a pearl - a large white brilliant pearl of a moon precious like the one I adored as it shone down on us from the sky. The sky was a sea - a broad expanse of midnight blue as dee......Read the rest...

...his seeking caughts my attention, or maybe it just made the impression? ,,Today I used to play-" ,,You know, michael asked me about yeah if I want to come and.." I always regret saying anything......Read the rest...

...Beyond the Vast ocean's kingdom lies a splendid land without boredom; there this wandering boy discovered real joy, stumbling on beauty that defined harmony! Other kids spent their entire afte......Read the rest...

...Contemplating Civilization Roger White Civilization is the skin that covers the body of mankind. It warms man when he turns phlegmatic, cools man when he grows sanguine. Torn by conflict, Civili......Read the rest...

...Look Closely Black silk top hat Upon greasy hair sat White gloved, quick hands Graceful gestures, gestures grand Speaks nonsense but mostly, "Watch me now, look closely!" Sly smile, ......Read the rest...