Winded Poems - Poems about Winded

I’m sitting on my lawn chair Outside the night is cool I hear the trees swaying The breeze chills my skin It knocks on my hippocampus Am I here or where it blows? Breeze, you are timeless From queens to...Read the rest...

Sitting waiting, waiting for the light, anticipating the retreat of the night. The mallards have gathered awaiting their feeding. They always appear to be fiercely competing. A song birds trill permeates the air, spilling out it's chords, tender, fair. A boisterous...Read the rest...

Socked and winded unconscious checking account... (alternatively named last poetic endeavor for 2019 issuing out cerebral petrified complex edifice fount wobbling as hood winking ornament mount). Speedily rushed to intensive care unit courtesy Brinks armored truck Citizens Bank emergency crew monied...Read the rest...

this wheat quivers like flesh beneath the whispers of love’s lips softly tracing tongued secrets around the edges I tremble the same within these thoughts...Read the rest...

the cold refreshment sweeps through the redtop mountains - the sunny-blue wind ~ ~ ~ pleasure of rolled down windows and grandson’s afternoon nap 1/25/2019...Read the rest...

I wrote a poem, it was long winded, but I'm posting this one, because I binned it, and as it went, it was an accident, and with the bin full of goo, save that poem I wouldn't do....Read the rest...

Scary like some other long winded stories Watching the rise and the fall of a kingdom Walls once rebuilt again tumble the ground Allowing the beasties free reign in the village Bellowing out o’er the wickedest sound Pacing the streets,...Read the rest...

All the words I wish to say to you Have all been said a thousand times before. So I won't bore you with them now. You've already seen the northern lights, Winter's morning, and old forests all. So I won't...Read the rest...

Luke lived in a place prone to an earthquake. One in the offing made him shiver and shake. He decided to act with full speed Throwing caution to the wind indeed. And moved to south Florida for safety’s sake....Read the rest...

My friend let me share with you, the secret of what I do, It really is a mystery, I have no clue is the truth you see? It just happens to me. I ask many questions, I don't pretend to...Read the rest...

If only to write... ~is a poet's gift, deepest of thoughts to form rhythmic lips... If only to love... ~is a lover's dream, fullfilling barren hearts from an endless stream... Winded whispers if only to write, winded whispers if only to love... If only to write, if only...Read the rest...