Sand Poems - Poems about Sand

... “birds care not for whom they sing” - Silent One Many writes come and go, could there be One you know? There are writers that write words,  there is One who writes with feelin......Read the rest...

...I Am Known Space: endless expanse, eternal, inexorable. Time: Unknowable, from unbeginning befores, untill unending tomorrows. An ache in my mind, A weakness in my knees, A dread in my bowe......Read the rest...

...AFTER THE PARTY We had a wild beach party, Far into the night. The beer was flowing freely, Then, as it was getting light, I found an old wine bottle, Half buried in the san......Read the rest...

...A run-on sentence, free verse/rhyme poem… Baptizing myself miraculously in the benevolent, bubbly bathtub…playing in the cleansing water like a beloved cub Rubbing my blitheless, blessed body wit......Read the rest...

...June is here. Give a big cheer. Sweet are days of summer. At a fair, eat scones. Lick ice cream cones. June is here. Take a vacation. Relax and show your elation. Give a big cheer. Hol......Read the rest...

... somewhat focused... yet alwayZ wrong... Climbing the walls... Singing a song... Feel me reach... Wrists tightly bound... Tired of spinning round and round... Hold out your han......Read the rest...

...To the lily moon that never forsakes me~ amidst the cruel constellations that left me stranded in a melancholic maze of rain-kissed memories. I’ll write this prose for you, on periwin......Read the rest...

...Patrick, Pearl and Phillip were fond siblings, in halcyon days of fairy tales; Long beloved of Mother and Father, like beloved ballads of all nightingales. Father was a successful tailor,......Read the rest...

... Words mean what to you? Did you know, words have feelings like people? Poetry is written with, heart from my meaningful words. Some poems ooze happiness, others can be very sad. Did ......Read the rest...

...Four-score years ago, the youth of Allied Armies stormed Normandy's shore; Men in the December of their years returned today recalling the gore of war. They wept at comrades graves who freely gave ......Read the rest...

...Stoic she sits As an oyster lacking a grain of sand No Pearl of Great Price or wisdom to share. Stoic she sits A smile adorns her face while we hold hands, Bere......Read the rest...

...I am but a poet not a scholar but a writer creating my own network of emotions balanced over sudden mental break’s absence of tolerance to be quieted to be numb empty eccentrically desire......Read the rest...

... ALLOW me to hold your hand and send the stars into nocturnal eyes A night's breeze seems to whisper how I love you. Give me reason so I have none like frogs springing forth from a spring-m......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, I have a feeling that I can never complete anything. The dishes. They are out to get me. When they ask me to explain, the answer gets caught in my throat. I always sit in my room as pu......Read the rest...

...Take me back to that girl in the keyhole, take me to my childhood vacation; Take me back to the sand dunes, take me to that old mini golf course; I’d surely hit another hole in one; Take me ......Read the rest...