All In One Poems - Poems about All In One

...I am an afterthought. I am a blue shirt in a sea of red. I am the off-center tire that makes the bicycle wobble. I am my own shadow. I am the couch left out in the rain. I am the left shoe......Read the rest...

... Nothing has changed though really Everything now is more centre stage Still we have all this hate and animosity It seems no one is willing to engage Still we have so ca......Read the rest...

... There’s so much more I need to write though fewer days and nights remain; and the more I worry and complain the less time I have to write – it’s a dilemma with no future and likely one I’l......Read the rest...

...Chetta Achara wrote a blog about Mount St. Helens. The volcano erupted in May 1980 and Chetta was a witness. I hope you read her blog. It inspired my poem. I saw ash on the highway 6 months later......Read the rest...

...Only a truer and closer friend can heed simple words of certainty " Give love, never regret it; in our brief earthly journey, we don't have time to amend hurt: show sweetness, don't offend anyo......Read the rest...

...Only a truer and closer friend can heed simple words of certainty, " Give love, never regret it; in our brief earthly journey, we don't have time to amend hurt: show sweetness, don't offend any......Read the rest...

...My stalker arrived ripping our flag crawling over veterans memorial plaques aiming through an assault rifle from across the street her anniversary of the murder meant to end my life 20 years later in......Read the rest...

...Every once I look forward to run, through the wishing well, fishing the money inside for fun. Wish me a shell, please no cell. Like a pearl. Kept in protection, Not isolation, all alone. ......Read the rest...

...Swiftly, the dark spill that muddied up my canvas Made its mess, dislocated light and thoughtful lines to the edges While it claimed space in the middle. It seemed like everything was ruined. All......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ to awake one morning into the sound with the antennae of vowel, consonant, and diphthong to calibrate with delicate care the subtlest movement of......Read the rest...

...Music played at night Up and down the streets of town Stages stood vacant No musicians could be found Some thought they're echoes From the parties of the past And no one believed That the musi......Read the rest...

... I treasure each memory That is my mind I see Each day is so blessed That I have until I rest A song to sing along Pictures that belong And times together will be In smiles and laughter e......Read the rest...

... You'll Remember The Faces You'll remember faces of the ones, who when no one knew your name, their love, friendship, and loyalty were then, as now, the same. You'll remember the face......Read the rest...

... Most of my morning walks begin in silence…it’s just me and thoughts I turn into words. but for a week, now, when I reach a particular tree I’m greeted by the song of a mockingbird. Her song, wh......Read the rest...

...Somewhere in the land of "riches" Near the birthplace of God A young girl is in bondage Mothering at an early age. Taken from somewhere in Africa Near the birthplace of despair Lured by promi......Read the rest...