Craft Poems - Poems about Craft

...With my solution upon my parchment bright I conjure worlds where imagination takes flight The ink flows free, a wondrous, winding stream As letters spin forth, fabricating words unseen A tapest......Read the rest...

...In the silence, I feel it stir, a spark within my fingertips a gentle nudging, a whispered promise, to bring forth the unseen the hand, a vessel, a sacred tool, a bridge between the heart and mind ......Read the rest...

...Life, a stage under a star-studded sky, where shadows dance and dreams breathe, one letter carved the difference between knighthood and nighthood. Knighthood, an induction into the realm of ho......Read the rest...

...As I sit with pen in hand, a canvas of white A void that begs to be filled with the whispers of my heart Each word a brushstroke, a color that takes flight A symphony of emotions, a dance that set......Read the rest...

...Once again, the missus did volunteer yours truly as master of ceremonies..., when triumvirate (Kathleen Bergen, Pamela Floreen, and Richard Jett) constitute Grosse and Quade real estate managem......Read the rest...

...The dark spill muddied my canvas: Made its mess, dislocated light And thoughtful lines to the edges While it claimed the center for spite. It seemed like all was wrecked. The time I'd wor......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...The Lord is my sculptor I will chisel rightly, He holds my hand and directs it. He opens my mind to visualize the deep, He brings light to my mind, He opens a craft book for me because of His loving ......Read the rest...

...Looking at My Hands By - Roger White Pallid skin, once luminescent, now brown and stained like husks. Gaunt fingers, once straight, now gnarled and twisted like twigs. I lament where my hands hav......Read the rest...

...Since English language my mother tongue, no surprise... etymology encurtains, encompasses, and encapsulates healthy fixation why I can spend countless hours engrossed with printed material cou......Read the rest...

...Educational systematic analysis idiocy, cogs to craft humans into mice chasing cheese. Stand sit raise hand or don’t speak, and we decide your level of stupidity. Shake your head as I curl thy ......Read the rest...

...After numerous threats on our lives after the domestic violence with my abuser after I returned from Tampa testifying in a murder trial I was finally healing several therapist home visits my......Read the rest...

...The wind blows in any desired style Any day every once in a while, Man's comments to it are just a riffraff pile. The sun will give you some chilli sensation, With no fear for it needs to take ......Read the rest...

... Poetry is so very special it has such an illuminating effect grabbing one's heart so clear inspiring one to fully select It's craft leaves many options indeed one can adopt various styles s......Read the rest...

...The vessel had travelled through space for so long Two armageddons had come and had gone Nuclear warfare had first come to pass The asteroid followed and kicked the Earth’s ass Each was foresee......Read the rest...