Wrinkling Poems - Poems about Wrinkling

... 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...

...When you are alone, you look at the others and think that one had too much ... time to think and that one … well, you surmise, they are on the brink of some precipitous ... evaluati......Read the rest...

... We were wrinkling our noses as a bunny The pastor uses an apostrophe Eternal echo in holy hous......Read the rest...

...As a child, I mistakenly believed that older people chose to have stiff backs, wrinkles on their faces, and veins like small, fat snakes on either hand. I grew up convinced that getting older was som......Read the rest...

...Lessons of Autumn Summaries of schooling — lessons upon lessons guiding Thoughts in class after class…as bells ring… Volumes to consider about ways of interpreting… As the world takes Life ......Read the rest...

...She’d been depressed at seeing how her parents had aged in just a couple of years. She hadn’t really contemplated time much before, it had seemed an endless resource. Seeing her lying listlessly i......Read the rest...

...Today one more page is shorn off from the book of my life. On this day of humble rejoicing, my heart brims with gratitude, For I am granted one more year and the priceless gift of life, When many ......Read the rest...

...Heavy hearts, ripped apart, lie scattered, splattered. Fledgling feelings failed to bring blossom blooms. Longing love left lingering on the vine, fraught fruit, wrinkling withered. No noble rot ......Read the rest...

...2022 Polar Vortex - Across Wide Band Of North America Power outage here within mine happy hunting grounds (as well the ghosts of Lenni Lenape), viz Perkiomen Valley, Pennsylvania December tw......Read the rest...

...I feel it in my hips, I feel it in my hands. I hate the drying lips, I hate the swollen glands. The wrinkling of my skin, The bags under my eyes. The disappearing grin, Comes as no surprise.......Read the rest...

...Today my flowing pen Streams screaming words Cascading to hungry eyes And thirsty ears of waves Of the oceans of minds Waiting to be sailed upon In the winds of whatever The day has decided to......Read the rest...

...In an old thatched house, In an inhabitated corner, Of a ghost village, Lived an old woman. Aged not in years, but in struggles and tears, guised with prematured grey hair, Empty mouth, wrink......Read the rest...

...CLOSE to ROSE Bee though warned of thorns don't care but comes close to rose. even hit by thorns tries to s......Read the rest...

...Might we all have an expiration date, A notation reading “best if used by?” Spoiled if not given proper handling A critical concern now up for debate. I’ve noticed lately my skin is wrinkling ......Read the rest...

...Where farts rose quickly on the internet people went clicking People more drickling People were rickly thinking theirs bickling Where others could see them Posted bill blinking Past live mor......Read the rest...