Phase Poems - Poems about Phase

...Avalanching in this benighted place. Hollow noise like the roar of an angry bull. Emotionally desolate, importune of answers. Feeling castigated, in bleak. Veer not from me oh dear God. Emb......Read the rest...

... I got a problem, it’s with my son. He seems so different, the odd one. It’s not unusual with lads his age. They’re going through so many emotions at that phase. Nah this is different, he’s ......Read the rest...

...Change really painful From plain, simple and abrupt Metamorphose phase.......Read the rest...

...jokes and comedy was tolerant now people are insolvent have you tried to be nice? you should try it's so wise back in my days people use to make sure that i'm not getting hurt back in my......Read the rest...

...No longer in the workforce big changes to my ways, not something I am use to my life, a brand new phase. Lots of time, but no money, a tricky lifestyle maze the months, they change, seem swif......Read the rest...

...Making unfocused our soul’s gaze, sounds of silence resound within, leaving lower mind in a daze, as magnetism erases sin. As thoughts rise and in time subside, making unfocused our soul’s gaz......Read the rest...

...Lightly, almost imperceptibly, dusk quiets and stills the day. The brightness and youth of morning vibrates with exciting expectations of unknown adventures waiting to be discovered, a reach......Read the rest...

...You have worked hard all your life now it is time to retire Go out and explore new things, surround yourself with what you desire You are now entering a new phase of your life where you have more c......Read the rest...

...A gust of wind she is Flowing through the fields Flowers bloomed each one she touches A beauty only month of may yields Grateful for the memories we hold For each laugh and each fight At ev......Read the rest...

...Visceral incantation from onyx velvet lips, moan, groan, to twist my bits as a witch. Salem pyre ancient oak standing the edifice, wrist shackled chains gather round vile cultist. Breast ......Read the rest...

...when i reach out I touch aether when i hold you im clutching a cloud when we talk hours float by and when youre gone i still feel you by my side but sometimes when you leave a part of me m......Read the rest...

...All are lunatics, but he who analyses his delusion is called a philosopher.” Ambrose Bierce Delusion In youthful......Read the rest...

...~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Spring: Beginning, the practice run, Hello, hallowed ..., Aubade; Cringe reflections and spare the fun, hues, tints, oh yes, ......Read the rest...

...I love that she sees me as I would be, And not as I am. That she tolerates my half century faults As a passing phase. I love that our children Have passion and curiosity And are as differe......Read the rest...

... NOTE: Please read part 1 so this makes more sense As soon as her words enter my brain I feel the force of a million gees pressing against my body, but only for a nanosecond, then nothing. Absolu......Read the rest...