Lines Poems - Poems about Lines

... Listen to the tears, Slow and steady, dripping Feelings folding away, Promises, dreams, echoes, Faith, hope, love that sees, Through the shadows, Into the song who sings Grace ......Read the rest...

...Do you remember ever holding your deeds.? Paper Links to real estate freehold' an epitome; one seed.' Of human independance.? Be that what it may be? In A bundle of actions' often tersely displaye......Read the rest...

...A patriotic bunting, hanging from a porch, black lines of a Model-T, back when we liked Ford, porcelain sign from the 30s, somehow ad and art, the fun and fear we got from tossing a lawn dart. Ri......Read the rest...

...I'm facing the mirror My mind is racing a million miles a minute My reflection is looking back at me But she isn't me.... Her hair is no longer blonde Her eyes have lost their shine Her sk......Read the rest...

...I love the simple symmetry, in this our local cemetery. The geometry of standing stones upright and sentry like. Respectful style of rank and file order. Bold inscriptions on straight lines of......Read the rest...

...In gentle lines, Shadows fall, quiet as dusk, In the moonlight, Hearts who learn to trust, Because they must know, Wonder of love, Sensation of leaves falling, Turning the world breathless A......Read the rest...

...Peppered passions poetic pistachios Onions fashioned like sonnets season soul Eggs elevated eccentric embraces Timeless haiku like wonton soup with sages Racing red romantic bean ballard Yello......Read the rest...

... My words written, by others, not truly understood But if you had ever lived my life then surely would Imagination put aside I didn’t imagine all the pain On a better day all the happiness I’ve......Read the rest...

...The heroic books, even if printed in the character of our mother tongue, Will always remain in a dead language for degenerate times; And we must laboriously seek the meaning of each word and line, ......Read the rest...

...O some day to come, it may be that time will bury my memory deep as the hidden sleep of those who lie in some forgotten churchyard; but my judgment is that the future holds for me a fadeless crown ......Read the rest...

... Forever extinct seems the age of classical poetry, With all its cheers from caves, cottages, marble domes and temples, When now a country honors not classical bards: O Hugh MacDiarmid, Petrarc......Read the rest...

...To be different is your superpower, An incantation hidden in the heart of midnight, A silver vein in the dark fabric of the world, Where dreams whisper ancient secrets and reality slips through ve......Read the rest...

...Your perceptions. Question fidelity. The contradictions. Bear no integrity. There's intersection. Some deem it incorrect. Depart said congregation. Create another sect. Not to mention. A......Read the rest...

...All aboard thoughts, there's plenty of space. Ignore what lays at the forefront, it's about time it departed. Outstaying their welcome, promoting themselves as guardian. Any excuse to be at ......Read the rest...

... A pathway along the river leads to where its waters widen into the bay, an armada of small boats tug on mooring lines and beyond, rising up out of a reflected sky, the city sends golden spire......Read the rest...