Woolen Poems - Poems about Woolen

...Written: May 09, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A diaphanous shroud on my cranium. It's worn down to the cram It's a reprieve from my madness. & now I clench my ......Read the rest...

...No more coats and woolen mittens. It's a time of new beginnings, when a dormant world awakens from Winter's slumber. Thawing snow becomes dancing brooks, quenching the thirst of Mother Earth. ......Read the rest...

... It takes ten minutes to dawn coat and gloves scarves and boots and woolen caps earmuffs and face masks Pry open the frozen door and step outside wait thirty seconds for the dog to pee and r......Read the rest...

...WOLVES IN SHEEP CLOTHINGS Darkness cloaked in innocence’s guise, Wolves in sheep clothing, cunning & wise. They prowl & stalk, in shadows they hide. Their masks never fades, their true selves ......Read the rest...

... Written: February 25, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In a scene of singing sunlight. They claim it blurs our sight. Shall we dare gaze at the sky? Through ......Read the rest...

...4 days wondered and wondered, wondered why for days wandering, left far behind in that desolate place the staff shepherding the long Lazarus queue black sheep woolen hearts......Read the rest...

... A welcome reprieve sunshine in January watching the snow melt across squishy ground remnants of winter puddles a young child’s heaven nightfall brings back snow ......Read the rest...

...Wavering winds, Wearing woolen clothes Waiting for the destiny to disclose Winding winds of illusions from my mind In the tapestry of universe Thinking of infinite possibilities Which will ......Read the rest...

...You fixed Mongolian stew on a two ring Russian-made burner. It was understood, that we would not be drinking salted milk tea in Ulan Bator anytime soon. I would be moving on, you would be ......Read the rest...

...Beneath the mantel's alabaster gleam Where verdigris flames pirouette, in cerulean ballet's beam... We gather close—a familial love— In hallowed halls where chimes of crystal laughter, str......Read the rest...

...Alas, beautiful gardening gloves, I knew you well. I remember that early March morn; I opened your package and slipped you onto my hands. At first you were a bit stiff and uncomfortable. Over time yo......Read the rest...

...Eve of fall denuding of trees No longer lush whispers heard through the leaves A low pitched moan a creak here and there In warning to all listening to heed and beware The salad days behind......Read the rest...

...*Note I had to bring this one back, though I've been posting mostly new writes here that PS hasn't seen before. This poem has been edited many times over the years. I consider it to be among my bes......Read the rest...

...Winter Leaves to Birds go enters. wither. silent. Frosty. ......Read the rest...

...Seasons Scorching Dark clouds Welcome Winter Summer. roar loud. Autumn. ......Read the rest...