Flow Poems - Poems about Flow

...Embarrassing, so embarrassing, what will I do? The things I've done my whole life through! I'll reverse the hairdryer and vacuum them up. I'll mix them with the dog food and feed it to the pup. ......Read the rest...

... Flowered patios, admired for their charm, Andalusian patios lovingly cared for. As new-born babies that Andalusian women take care of with gentleness, dedicating their time with......Read the rest...

...A rush of cold air blows over my skin stirring deep emotions within, and pushed the solitude of hope through the door and anchors the destiny of truth upon my battered soul. The open trenches of l......Read the rest...

...The challenge of modern man is to reconcile the antithetical aspects of his personality, On the level of the body, he is an animal; on the level of the ego, an aspiring god. The fate of the animal ......Read the rest...

...In gentle lines, Shadows fall, quiet as dusk, In the moonlight, Hearts who learn to trust, Because they must know, Wonder of love, Sensation of leaves falling, Turning the world breathless A......Read the rest...

...without thought flow, ego cannot exist ~ in staid silence, let’s become a bliss mist......Read the rest...

...As I walk around the cottage nestled at the river’s edge, I am greeted by the splendor of nature. The river gushes through the rocky bed as its roar echoes through the valley. I sit in awe watching ......Read the rest...

... Seeking now for recovery I beseech God to heal my soul from wasted years of misery... oh, so longing to be made whole. Seeking help with sincerity my heart wrestles for earnest plig......Read the rest...

...All my shattered shards, Scattered upon the canvas of night, Sharp corners, falling stars, Whoever dared to touch me has left, Leaving me in a weave of chaos and silence. In the flow of consciou......Read the rest...

...In this universe of scattered thoughts, Where people seem to think only with their minds, There are others who weave their thoughts with their entire being, With the blood, with the marrow of thei......Read the rest...

...In the vast ocean of my thoughts, I try, I swear I try, To open my soul like a nocturnal flower, To become that companion you can easily find in the night. But often my ears are burdened by the ha......Read the rest...

... In the mountains it’s our tradition to delay our morning walk so we can listen to the morning choir that begins promptly at six-o’clock. Yes, at six-o’clock every morning without uttering a wor......Read the rest...

...Hold my hand and let me guide you through life, Kiss you full on your lips make you my wife, shower of petals, blessings down the aisle, each step we take be full of love each mile! beginnings ......Read the rest...

...Four-score years ago, the youth of Allied Armies stormed Normandy's shore; Men in the December of their years returned today recalling the gore of war. They wept at comrades graves who freely gave ......Read the rest...

...The heroic books, even if printed in the character of our mother tongue, Will always remain in a dead language for degenerate times; And we must laboriously seek the meaning of each word and line, ......Read the rest...