Wet Poems - Poems about Wet

... “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...

...Together forever was the language, a love like never before From time to time at night, sitted the beacon at the beacony Gazing at the stars and moon all alone, racing in my mind thoughts of he......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...

...We leave our country in search of a new life but we end up paying a painful sacrifice, I can live with it, if it has future benefit, but I don’t intend to go through it for the rest of my life. I ......Read the rest...

...Today the sun has hidden Its warmth in the foggy mist A clever way to fool humans And creatures that it is going to rain Humidity rises but still it’s gray And dry a nonessential creation The ......Read the rest...

... A cold wind. Whatever was here has fled inside or has curled up in a corner somewhere out of sight and gone to sleep. Footpaths are tiled in the wet, skeletal remains of leaves and tree tru......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...

...Nibbling freely on algae seagulls chase each other over wet sand along the deserted beach......Read the rest...

.... I've readily indulged yourn It tickles deep Look goose's mine bumps those rings 'round your's ......Read the rest...

...Early morn Two wide-set yellow eyes Peek through cobalt blue Remnants of last night's rain Wonderful water for all the plants and animals ......Read the rest...

...There were some blue patches down below, swimming pools, of course, I should have guessed, where the white man rules; so dropping into nirvana - someone threw me a banana, from the South Afirican......Read the rest...

...A quarter cup of melted butter Slips quietly into the bowl. Minuscule amounts speckled my lips As I scatter in a mouthful of sugar. Not the first or last time, I will create this dish. I br......Read the rest...

...PETRICHOR* With a gentle gliding, The wings of her purple poncho flapping, My delicate little lady rides Her once-in-a-while fine mood. My purple poncho flaps, too, Like a huge and unrestrain......Read the rest...

... Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. Rachel Carson Earth shows off it's evergreen trees, a home to the......Read the rest...

... Swaying Sensibilities In the sultry summer nights, wistful waves weave a seductive spell, wet and wild, while whispering winds waltz with wistful wonders, writing tales of tantalizing tem......Read the rest...