Spell Poems - Poems about Spell

... Setting: Central Park, with a lake directly behind the character Giselle, who is sitting on a large rock. Characters: Giselle (G): A pretty redhead, who lives in a fantasy ......Read the rest...

... Fair are my dream souvenirs of flowery fields. Fairer still are my thoughts of you when I awake. The magic of your memory over me wields A secret sorcery that only you can make. I am completely......Read the rest...

...Through the broken lines of destiny, the shattered strings of time are revealed, The thread of fate snaps, the springs of eternity unravel silently, Fallen idols, marble faces cracked under the wei......Read the rest...

... Myth ! Lilith : Who was she ? ......Read the rest...

...A cabin sees a creature cool from night of crawl and hunt in all of gravely stone and street in tone of light diffused by wane of moon a toothless gum with tutting tongue clicks her way like bats ......Read the rest...

...To my muse; This poem you surely must peruse. Many of these lines, I will lose- But look around and into my clues As I look deep into your soul, Bits of love fill that hole. For a muse, yo......Read the rest...

...Love is a catastrophe, a bittersweet madness, a wild affliction that invades your soul, Disturbs your peace, devastates your routine, transforming you into a shadow of what you once were, Each mome......Read the rest...

...Have you ever been in love? It's terrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable, It opens your chest and unravels your heart, letting the darkness seep in Through the cracks in your shell, and some......Read the rest...

... "Red Invitation" Crocheted a whole story in golden twine of soft angora She said no purple I don’t want purple Agapanthas the whole barbecue thing is a part......Read the rest...

...Poetrysoup, a place to forget your worries Where you can share freely your stories Where there is no one to judge For, no one harbors a grudge It is a place where all folks are even It is......Read the rest...

...meet my muse Trixie. I want to draw. she wants to play in the Thesaurus. Trixie is a freebooter, marauder, pirate, she plans to win. I sketch a monkey, elephant and acrobat. I am in circus mod......Read the rest...

...Under the endless mantle of infinity, where ancient times hide their secrets, History is a nightmare shrouded in veils of dark mystery, A tapestry of shadows and lights, a labyrinth of untold desti......Read the rest...

... Poetry Soup is fun to make, just follow this easy recipe. First take a huge pot, the internet. Next add a cup of creativity, with a cup of imagination. Add four quarts of red ink, li......Read the rest...

..."over the waters blue the night winds sigh, the breakers roar" ... Samual Taylor Coleridge Over the waters blue I love to sail, many times I get to see a big whale. Some nights t......Read the rest...

... Growing up, I was the runt of the litter. My siblings called me Cute, because I was the youngest one. It was very hard growing up as a little mouse, gray with tiny white spots. I saw ......Read the rest...