Wilding Poems - Poems about Wilding

...Through thickened woods and thorny brush I chased the elf in silenced hush Around intoxicating pines And mossy-covered hanging vines Taking care to mark the way With petals dropped from rose ......Read the rest...

... your skin … cornflow’r in the moonlite through louvers that slice you to tender shards of opalescence arranged like piano keys on Egyptian percale the sea of sheets we so often drown in …......Read the rest...

... The wind, a conductor of memories past, whispers of boostalgia, in each gust it casts, every play by play, blow by blow, moves us in the direction of refinement, victory, g......Read the rest...

...This, as it is, stripped and reduced - undone by raging, torrential, opened senses; To its elemental couplings of unbridled pieces. Here is life, in towering, brindled expanse, that swallows ......Read the rest...

...I've wandered long through the wilding storm And many all-night the cold, To meet the turn of the sudden road And ever the Word behold.......Read the rest...

..."The opposite worldviews of Reality and romance attract not -- the base of the former being Facts." -- epistemology, the scientific theory of Knowledge, as opposed to "just a theory" * ......Read the rest...

...Before restoring outside perfection, perpetual pleasures of prosperous peace I remain responsible, compulsively responsive, habitually receptive to repairing inside win/lose past competitive......Read the rest...

...I stow in solitude where wilding grow gazing at the stars across the calm space filled of nostalgic moonlight awe-inspiring days at which point you were the foremost of me & in which sp......Read the rest...

...Why do I have to wait some time before replying? Why can't I show that texting you is exciting? Why do I have to hold back on flirting? Why do I have to think twice about complimenting? Why can't......Read the rest...

...I just think about her and my heart's limping I don't know when my loving turned to simping I don't know when expressing my feelings became embarassing I told her how much I love her and it had ......Read the rest...

...Oh, how the clouds flow in the wind, And cupid stretches his bow out towards us. Every leafy maple flourishes as they grinned, While the garnishing creeks all around discuss. Billowing fog cree......Read the rest...

...She’s a switchblade, blackjack, Knuckle-duster dame. Got the proper block and tackle, Lash your rigging to the frame. She put the drill press to your taproot And the grindstone to your saber. G......Read the rest...

...a remembrance of the perfect girl the phantoms of a wakeless world percale and crisp, so sheets unfurl the bastion of my scheming I find you, sweetly dreaming ... I......Read the rest...

...we ... are immortal you and i have made it so our passions are spent flesh and essences, swimming moonlight drifting gently on a soft cloud of Giza percale exhaling the cool breath of midni......Read the rest...

...I wonder if heuristic, tentative thoughts, and ambiguous, nebulous feelings, coalesce, sometimes into resonant knowing In a personal powerful illuminating way resilient hope of sharing th......Read the rest...