Windowpanes Poems - Poems about Windowpanes

...Hitler's final attack on quote unquote undesirable humans from the bile's of slave ships prison camps European complete infestation thee German female cock roach feasting on poor captured hum......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ December’s wintry breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the windowpanes, and obscuring summer’s splendid memories......Read the rest...

...The dignitaries are passing through the town in big Limonene and long gowns. They are throwing five hundred dollars bills on the ground and the people are running all around. Children are running ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ when the geese fly south and the sky is gray close your eyes, lift up your eyes, listen with careful ears. feel winter’s slumber coming on hear it in the crackli......Read the rest...

...The frost falls softly like thinning silver hair, a blanket Upon fallen leaves, dead grass, windowpanes, bare tree limbs shake As does silver haired woman, ready to shed earth's wrinkle......Read the rest...

...frost on windowpanes in the Christmas morning light shines like diamonds......Read the rest...

...frost on windowpanes in the Christmas morning light shines like diamonds ......Read the rest...

... In her presence, love and fairness intertwine, A princess gracing my days with ethereal dreams, Zestfully enchanted by Her Highness divine, My heartbeat dances to secret, celestial themes. I......Read the rest...

...Overnight the skies shattered. The rain pelted the windowpanes. The winds shifted. The temperature dropped. The sun now lifts its head over the horizon. The sky is a pocket of blue lau......Read the rest...

...ZEN DEATH HAIKU XII These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Both victor and vanquished are dewdrops: flashes of light briefly illuminating the void. —Ouchi Yoa......Read the rest...

...Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber, But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. I sense a wince remind itself, Of what it means to be, Instead to ......Read the rest...

...This poem was inspired by the photograph titled, 'Running Legs,' by Lisette Model. I was an experienced hiker, who had rambled down many famous trails, Like earth's charming, 365 day t......Read the rest...

..."skies of night" within the still of nights life breathes peace surrounds both sides of windowpanes far and wide owls oversee through darkness across all corners upholding pride......Read the rest...

...How I weave fancies around my dream date If time could satisfy some of my whims, I would, like a sprightly fawn, hop and jump Jubilant, jocular, joyous, and juvenile! Between the departin......Read the rest...

...I love the summer rain. To take off my shoes, On wet grass somewhere in the garden And walk barefoot through puddles. I love the smell of freshness. To share the wind and the rain with you ......Read the rest...