Poetry Poems | Examples of Poems about Poetry

Crafts loves this is a mystery I see I didn’t know I suffer the same fate I too have a garden, mahogany Vines twist rocks onyx and alabaster Oaks and ember leaves in zeal flutter light Azure sky cast a...Read the rest...

“Free weight verses” said the Poet … “that’s what I’m about “Working out heavy every word lifting pain and doubt “Supersets with more then less exhaustion waits to claim “The final rep the lasting burn — forever to inflame” (The...Read the rest...

sun through window birds in chorus touch of sheets dreams linger thoughts about my love life’s fortunes longing to poem longing and appreciation quiet beginnings longing and appreciation longing to poem life’s fortunes thoughts about my love dreams linger touch of sheets birds in chorus sun through window ...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 light and sound to find...Read the rest...

how was school for you back in the day, Grandma? Well, I could barely read my own writing The wagon wheels hit every single bump along the Oregon trail. Why didn’t you ride in a car or a...Read the rest...

Things fall apart, but not we Let's say Place at we came, know each other better Might u know, u helped me become stronger Things survived, let it be more Half of us are connected more Hundreds of things we...Read the rest...

verbosity and complexity in speech mind-centric, puts heart out of reach instead oh hermit, become like a flower whose ineffable fragrance doth empower without any effort employed on is part sublime effervescence, a work of art...Read the rest...

what's on my mind? the moment when this girlie in a tight- fit business suit first walked into my life confident beautiful sexy were perfect titties w/slight cleav while shakin' that kind of ass one never forgets the look the feel the sound the slit each time i - A roughneck in a crewneck singin'...Read the rest...

I am a poet. Not really sure when I accepted this fact but quite thrilled with finally having a title. I write whenever and wherever about whatever. I have written one children’s...Read the rest...

Poetry is a way to see - My soul, Everything inside of me - The whole, And share it all with thee. Poetry is a way to see - The world, Everything the Big Bang's spree Once hurled,...Read the rest...

I will never be a great poet, but that is okay writing poetry helps relieve the anxiety of life’s challenges a life full of ups and downs I have a choice to make will I sit and...Read the rest...

“Think what a better world it would be if we all, the whole world, had cookies and milk about three o’clock every afternoon and then lay down on our blankets for a nap.” Barbara Jordan There’s...Read the rest...

To Be sung to Cruella DeVille song Marietta DeVil, cut snip Marietta DeVil, Marietta DeVil She wants nibble of meat, pregnant pulse vile to fill Just an itty bitty bite to kill Marietta, Marietta Bile swine and dine on...Read the rest...

Zenith swirls of black rose petals, burst into a flock of circling crows, descending ash and rain on my frozen form. Viscera and scarlet pools flash, feet running of a child, car screeching tires with broken glass. Piano motif grave into...Read the rest...

whyndee road driftin' corners sidin' in the seat set to leather back body jacked tatted arm x two tapped three quarter sleeve high noon crushin' it chock-full of cager work credit five o outrun level up 2 a-downtown rev Bok choi crates hand stacked crooks' cracks double...Read the rest...