Slow Poems - Poems about Slow

... Nurse Narcolept’ Give "poetry" a go She said She said, you won’t never look back take a lie down on my couch She said She said, give my poetry a go she pulled me i......Read the rest...

...subtle scents cajole that if we’d feel whole in mists of peace drown it’s best we slow down......Read the rest...

...I had read about reincarnation and past lives and there was a suggestion. To ask a young child “who were you before you were GABBY.” On Saturday September 15th 2012 I asked my grandson Jack Turne......Read the rest...

..."No one heals himself by wounding another." Ambrose ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Walk left. Walk right. Walk around in circles. Slowly pace around the room. Hear the rh......Read the rest...

...Here at garden salad seas The scene of time’s repeated theft A rain upon the poplar trees Witnesses vigor bereft A paradox of time and place Which Dickens did once suggest Lonely in a ......Read the rest...

... Stolen from Persian shores, whilst warm within my cocoon, all that remains is saltwater memories, where sorrows flow in slow motion through drops - invisible, but glowing. Eyes gaze in awe......Read the rest...

...Underneath the mimosas, arched and pink, leaning on Summer, I slow down good thing a truck in my lane arrival time In heaven paced because I listen when God speaks......Read the rest...

...THE DANCE OF ANGER Starting very slow, almost still As the cold anger in me rises A single step, then one more Barely moving across the floor What rage this dance disguises And regret is such......Read the rest...

...You rise from the depths of south-west to bless Us in a heist, an invading army, In a month to conquest all the country, Ever welcome in all its loveliness. Ye pour or pause to lay anchor in gra......Read the rest...

... In a whisper, love poured out its light, its truth, its purpose… a still, small voice who told me He is worthy of the worship, the truth, the praise that promises to stir my faith w......Read the rest...

...slow, slow and slower yet still let the cup of God’s bliss fill till the time we disappear whence light of Self does appear......Read the rest...

...The soup boils and spits out at me Reminding me of the past. Steam builds as it circulates around the fans Lurching forward, with a spoon, I taste a small droplet of the sizzling delight Only to......Read the rest...

...Poetry Soup Kitchen On a dark and stormy night, when the temperature plummeted to zero below, A poor soul was lost and frozen, in the cold and blinding snow. All was darkness, all was quiet, all......Read the rest...

...The shadow of a tree has fallen on the morning garden. It moves with slow steps and leaves its trail of frost, as if it were telling the time as the day progresses. The grasses, freed from......Read the rest...

...I watched a dog sweep across the land where no man stands: So delicate in his every step. He manoeuvred across it With very little fault, and he didn’t worry for the mud That clung his feet like a......Read the rest...