Winking Poems - Poems about Winking

...Willie a winking velvet snowman doll delights me in a way He came to live with me on a blizzard-laden day Not likely to melt at all, he is made of material so warm. Loving him to pieces has not br......Read the rest...

... I have an inkling My writing is winking At me behind my back Or maybe its just blinking, Mindlessly thinking While wrinkling up My tiny universe By tinkering And intermingling The real a......Read the rest...

...Late afternoon missions; Rose pearl white fluffy puffy clouds; Floating scrolling along the horizon; Mix midnight Stars yet not shine; For the Sun is lit and the stars behind; But onc......Read the rest...

... In the half-light's gentle hue, I find solace in the sighs of you, as winking stars gossip of length of purpose, and width of possibilities that challenge us- as one of love's melodies......Read the rest...

...Did you see the way Debbie was winking at me last night. That wasn’t winking, her eyes were rolling in disgust. No, it was definitely come on eyes. My God, you got arrested at the altar for ......Read the rest...

... "I have seen and heard the vibrancy of dreams, and the way of the crossings-through the ills and through the barriered things." A fleeting spark that perceives, I, have s......Read the rest...

... some hear Audible Voice some see Vision Some Dream dreams and that I wait my predestined estate I asked for what's for me can't I'll wait await my confirmation Some with a third eye they do s......Read the rest...

...Work Walk Breath fogs the space between the situation I left, for the space I am to inherit. Just by walking the meandering path to my employ, Mustering strength waylaid by last nights drinking.......Read the rest...

... LizPiggo began gobbling up the bodies of the four Cartel members. "What"! Her newly aware look at her comrades, questioned in a somewhat hurt and astonished manner, their judgmental attit......Read the rest...

...I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change, Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged. Studying the said effects on the biosph......Read the rest...

...Emma, it was 2020. You get on the Watford train, platform one to four I don't even know when it was, the track was rapidly receding, gone The desire to have you be known and close to you in the car......Read the rest...

...Greeting the sun struck day. Now Unfolding myself, Stretching out the creases, Winking, blinking tired eyes. Brain fog slowly ceases. Greeting the sun struck day. Exuberance sets in. ......Read the rest...

... The talkers were talking, texting. Walkers were walking, skipping, jogging. Strollers were shaking, prams rocking. Kids were shouting, yipping, yelling. The pond went roundly arou......Read the rest...

... “If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." ~ Anne Bradstreet Winter’s quick wind sl......Read the rest...

...I have conversed with the common man in warm and well-worn pubs. I have been a ribald, and a leery lout, a seducer of barmaids. I have been common, the way a city pidgin is common, its scabbed ......Read the rest...