Bark Poems - Poems about Bark

...I always wonder, when a car drives past, Where they are going, how long the journey will last. Or who they are, the life they have had, What memories they’ve had, both happy and sad. I walk the......Read the rest...

...At night soil dreams in silent technicolour, peaceful and alone. It exhales gently without the trampling of mankind snapping roots; without the world above and its usual stampede. Branches noti......Read the rest...

...POEMS ABOUT SAINTS AND SINNERS Of Seabound Saints and Promised Lands by Michael R. Burch Judas sat on a wretched rock, his head still sore from Satan’s gnawing. Saint Brendan’s curragh caug......Read the rest...

...I take the Flyer and push it to my side. I made a lot of effort for this sight. Please let me alone. ,,Can we go ahead and talk in a much more warm tone?" Cringe. ,,I think it's pretty" So ego......Read the rest...

...Color me with all the colors in the sea, color me and join in the exotic ceremony, the colors are out and people are boarding the love boat, the children are playing in the stream and their mothers a......Read the rest...

...I sit up in my bed. The tiny reading lamp sends out searchlight rays in my dim-lit bedroom on this stormy night. Duggie the dachshund searches tenaciously behind my back, into my embroidered pi......Read the rest...

...I'm not emotional about poetry to call it a 'crush' Sometimes I get ideas, but hardly ever in a rush to write them down like I have a bee in my bonnet I'm not prone to compose a Shakespearian Sonn......Read the rest...

...Rippling soil sways in ways In ways a maestro drunkenly Displays their baton, Earth in Perfect fluid Earthen motion It conducts and plays en tandem The symphony of syrup season Rings through Ve......Read the rest...

...ancient oak with hapless owl longs to shed his bark and fly into the sunniest day young and wisdom free ......Read the rest...

...I asked the dog what he thought of my singing He had other engagements, had heard the phone ringing I was quite perturbed maybe the song wasn't the one So I suggested I be Kiki Dee and he Elton ......Read the rest...

...Poetry and we have roots like an ancient tree, Deeply embedded in the mysterious soil of time, Each verse, a branch reaching towards unknown heavens, Seeking divine light, yearning to touch eterni......Read the rest...

...My childhood was meant for innocent adventures, Climbing trees and chasing dreams, not living traumatic ventures. But you stole that blissful promise with your heinous deeds, Planting seeds of......Read the rest...

...My childhood was meant for innocent adventures, Climbing trees and chasing dreams, not living traumatic ventures. But you stole that blissful promise with your heinous deeds, Planting seeds of......Read the rest...

...Seabull baste the coup de faste Infectudo goncerotia gonzo Ron done wrong and was corrected for it Foresca fiesta frescoe fiskars deshthroes kiskstar By Start Up bark slarm no harm done to a cher......Read the rest...

...I can’t stop thinking, That the earth is round, round Like African women, That the seagulls are white, That dogs are crazy, They bark at poets, writers, I can’t stop thinking, That the sun i......Read the rest...