Wreathed Poems - Poems about Wreathed

... Written: February 27, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dwindling diamond daub, an amber glittering glow diaphanous verism of glass and yet… wreathed in wisteria-washed......Read the rest...

...You who have become the moon of the new moon, Lost in realms unknown, You’re not found through searching, These eyes no longer see. Should I now call upon you, Compose verses to celebrate, How ......Read the rest...

... This is what the wicked are like— always free of care, they go on amassing wealth. Surely in vain I have kept my heart pure and have washed my hands in innocence ~ Psalm 73:12-13 A wi......Read the rest...

...Stepping through the pine and holly wreathed front entrance of the homeless shelter, as a Christmas Eve snowfall decorated the city, I carried a fresh turkey, I heard joyous singing of adults and......Read the rest...

...My heart may break, wreathed in somber silence. Yet I care, I search for valleys of peace, where rare black orchids bloom through violence, for fallen leaves too shall caramelize, and kindness to......Read the rest...

...Natural soporific narcotic Recurrent suicidal thoughts vaingloriously wend along winding road within windmills of my mind (o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd) yakking, yanking, and yawking zea......Read the rest...

...Strange, after living so long apart the things that resurrect the memory of your touch; a vanilla-scented candle, the taste of Turkish coffee; or the way flower petals graze my skin so softly; th......Read the rest...

...Yesterday as I sat in the Mall having a cup of coffee Two young ladies came and sat next to me. Both were well-dressed, and I thought they were friends. The oldest one of them had bought two cream......Read the rest...

...From side to side; the smile of the morning sun, and the cool of the midnight moon, amidst the sparky stars. I grin like a Cheshire cat. as I seat underneath Divinity’s love for the globe; ......Read the rest...

...Light dawns outside and yet the clock delays its morning squawk. Of late, my furry mate and I would walk, but balk she does till nearly eight. It’s great that she can stay asleep; I leap from be......Read the rest...

...PEACE Shy, quietly spoken, always in the background, Never one for thrusting ideas Into people's minds, Diffident, listens intently To her surroundings, often hiding Behind certainty, wea......Read the rest...

...Strange - how one can know of a thing yet not know it. That I should perish someday is no secret ... but how well do I know this? My injuries before were always superficial. A scar upon the su......Read the rest...

...By dint of a right in tatters impinging on terrestrial sight that urged me to worldly matters, I was struck with a parallel quite unforeseen, in a Hubble view which drew my fancy out of the bl......Read the rest...

...In the dim mists, a place exists, An ancient world that resists, The ravages upon itself bequeathed, In the green misty fog in which it is wreathed. To hide the pool of the never-ending, That sh......Read the rest...

...In a chariot of fire in the sun blew a pale horse and pale rider’s last breath, and on your grave sing the owl and raven in the shadows of the valley of death. Where no graven image rise ......Read the rest...