Post Poems - Poems about Post

...I won't post the precursor to sorrow but sat in safety, I wonder if hearts shake it'll be called 'fluttering' perhaps but that's not how it feels I feel it through to my fingertips maybe this......Read the rest...

...There's an eerie feel to the air A sign of impending storm All is quieter, still, Until the birds' row begin to form The bird's row on the garden fence Wanting their turn to feed ......Read the rest...

...Ripples of gawk and gaze splendour, at one’s fingertips eternally, cornucopia an instant dream float, golden gust garner without rein, indulgent Pysche extract from nirvana, but voyage of the qu......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...

..."There is room at the cross for you 2X Though millions have come, there's still room for one. Yes, there is room at the cross for you." Yes indeed Christ died for both you and me At the wipi......Read the rest...

...Crying, screaming, blaming? It's never your fault Irk beneath is flaming And outpouring daunt Close your eyes, hey goddess And let it burn Open them again And behold them burn The a......Read the rest...

...Silence reigns supreme in my reich No don (except me) doth trumpet within the aborted barren reach of freedoms within expansive realm, I annexed courtesy manifest destiny, which peoples now in......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...

...I’m done with co-dependence or so I say I’ve burnt so many effigies for others I’m the giver in my codependency The taker burns all my oxygen She used to grant just a puff to breathe Her flame ......Read the rest...

...Robins seem to enjoy my yard Awaiting the coolness of dewed mornings To awaken the wriggling worms A seasonal offering favored by the feathered ones Dandelion waiters tend to the color and flav......Read the rest...

... Can ya spare a little change? Purple pleaser, are you a teaser? I like to flatulate on the bench Where others have eaten their noonday lunch. I say, can you spare a little change? Cloud......Read the rest...

...Do not post when you are drunk, your write speaks more than others do about you.......Read the rest...

...I have set my face against them says the Lord..' Those who would rule my posessions.' Those Malcontents in infamy.. World leaders? These are Merely world feeders.' Bottom dwellers way below My Th......Read the rest...

...Mein kampf synonymous as a blooper Writer of these words, a former Lower Providence inhabitant, who dwelled within darkest depths of Dante Alighieri's inferno for most of his outlandish, impis......Read the rest...

...Symbolist Alphonse Osbert painted with post-impressionist flair in his 'Evening antiquity' * his poetic visuals were set free. ......Read the rest...