Zink Poems - Poems about Zink

...There are unknown factors in life. Like when a poor person wins the lottery becoming. You are in control of your own outcomes. You being us in the situation(s) we find ourselves in. So you ch......Read the rest...

...WHEN I LOOK AT MY PAST I see a stranger looking back at me As if haunted by bad decisions Children in the playground Spinning furiously on the merry-go-round Old ladies with stern looks Faces......Read the rest...

...A Game of Life Life, for anyone, is very complex game The way you play it, give it the name While running a marathon Don’t take others head on If it’s race of dash, however It’s over in a ......Read the rest...

...Life is but a poem, With a lot of oxymoron subjects. I looked into those tranquil eyes That face reminded me of a beautiful poem. She used to walk on a fine line, in my mind Between faith and f......Read the rest...

... I wandered the forest alone - the cool my cloak, with touch the sky trees my cathedral and haven. and birds singing a symphony. The forest was full of wonder and awe, for a lonely girl w......Read the rest...

...Life is a smile of a newborn in mother's arms Arts and crafts of stained glass from grains of sand Freedom of a chick on its very first flight Love of a mother scurrying beside a young fawn ......Read the rest...

...Loneliness wears me from head to toe using zipper teeth lengths of excruciating, debilitating months that are capable of choking all my hope lifeless even as I attempt transforming......Read the rest...

...In the stark semi-private Shared by rotating hip replacements Her bed was along the far wall Boasting a south facing window With a view of a fallowed field And the phases of the moon whose light......Read the rest...

...whisper of lilac in the summer’s day variety of flowery fragrances wafting streaming sunbeams warming gray striped tabby mums and petunias decorating wrap-around porch wasps and bees collecting b......Read the rest...

...Childhood ends when Truth sneaks up behind you and whispers “Shhhhhhhhh.” Shared crayons became last cigarettes, not enough time —too many firsts. Whatever the somethings from everything, remem......Read the rest...

...Life is a joke, of course. But everyone will pretend it is serious. It is ... serious ... ly hilarious. Smile at your own humor even when few will laugh - For if life is a joke To laugh i......Read the rest...

...Granny, hunched over the woodstove – I smell fatback frying in cast iron, Scents of morning in the Blue Ridge Mountains Along with hazy mists hanging across them, Parting for the sunlight as it m......Read the rest...

...That cigarette is laying in it's pack I know exactly where it's at Right there on the end table Available to me whenever I'm able Its been a couple hours, I've had enough Gotta grab one and puff......Read the rest...

...Cut the papaya into pieces The tree became slender Throw away the lid of your wishes Tear the police force asunder It rose from the sea into lilies The room opened all three windows All arou......Read the rest...

...In a way to past this day in pleasure, I guessed to calculate time by measure, I stood in front of a door that opened, Walked through, closed behind me, it unfolded, When sixty seconds stood ......Read the rest...