Yields Poems - Poems about Yields

... A troubled man held a dark guarded secret Deep in a closet of his mind for years on end No one knew this hidden in his anxious soul Expect a long-trusted confidant and close friend But secret......Read the rest...

...The Flower and the Butterfly In the subtle softness of dawn’s embrace, A tender flower reclines upon her garden bed, Enshrouded in the veil of morning mist, Which caress her form like the softe......Read the rest...

...Where has America’s decency gone Long time passing All the folks who support Hamas would thrill to Auschwitz’ gassings Hamas rapes, burns and slaughters Jews Palestinians cel......Read the rest...

...If there be no desire, no thought forms can arise, so if we just be still, darkness yields to sunrise and dark voids within fill. If there be no desire, we live by need, not greed, treading ......Read the rest...

... Written: April 13, 2024 For Ink Empress Contest Rumi Quote: “Words can fertilize space now and then; don't deny yourself becoming enriched.” “Words can fertilize space now and th......Read the rest...

...The price of delayed gratification In the currency of patience, we pay the toll, For the price of delayed gratification takes its toll. We sacrifice the present for a distant gain, Enduring ha......Read the rest...

...Something's missing in the puzzle of life. I'm living without something, I just know. I must tell you, my confusion is rife. I'm stumped. I've hunted high. I've hunted low. Should I try to d......Read the rest...

...Ode to the Fig: An Inverted wonder Oh fig, thou art no mere fruit, But a marvel of nature’s intricate pursuit, Inverted flowers within thy form reside, A secret world where wonders abide. No......Read the rest...

... It's an agony that assails and assaults. It's a state of indecision that boggles the mind; It's a heart and soul that's off track and taken aback. It's a sleepy boredom fighting hard to stay a......Read the rest...

... It might begin with the sweet songs of birds when sunrise blooms its glow, seeming divine. We view the month to see those written words; “Spring now begins” confirms our curren......Read the rest...

... the celestial dancer pirouettes bending refracting weaving illuminating the crossroads of reality t......Read the rest...

...Night Labor by Michael R. Burch for Rachel Corrie Tonight we keep the flame alive; we keep the candle lit. We burn bright incense in your name and swear we’ll not forget— your innocence, y......Read the rest...

...In Murano's heart, where fire takes its hold, Molten glass awakens, a story untold. The maestro, a sculptor with breath as his tool, Shapes molten dreams, breaking the fiery rule. From the furn......Read the rest...

... A conch shell idles on a serendipitous shoreline a nearby sea furthers as an ebbing tid......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sobering are the sands of time, each grain speaks great truths, antiquity articulates subtly so, weathering it seeks not to subdue, what precious particle......Read the rest...