Stroke Poems - Poems about Stroke

...Canada needed a hero but a fowl mouth so this Merc is a jerk that can not be hurt ......Read the rest...

... Written: June 08, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am recognizing this horrible condition It is to assess the effect it will generate Every shard and......Read the rest...

...My spirit released set free to fly seeking in wonder what I do not know so long ago so far from I when for time they went down to the sea bending the back a smooth strong pull and ......Read the rest...

...I believe in what’s seen and unseen Thee unseen terror attack on private personal information carried out after several attempts on my life Gargano Jay Townsend Johnson Henry Catrina Bell Donaldson T......Read the rest...

...i feel like i am walking on water i always accept an offer of contentment in peaceful places i am drawn to all that is ignored, taken for granted, and unaccepted for i am their twin and they give ......Read the rest...

... I just got some sad news Which is giving me the blues My bestie nicknamed pooh bear Went very far away from here I can't believe he passed away From a stroke late yesterday My friend from t......Read the rest...

...Painters strive for the perfect stroke Comedians look for the perfect joke Writers seek to engage or provoke P0rn stars strain for the perfect poke Students grind, hoping they won’t choke Trump ......Read the rest...

...Light through the window eases me out of bed and as I rise birds sing. The refrigerator hums and I walk into the kitchen while inside lines linger my dreams. I walk barefoot over the wor......Read the rest...

...I am the birth of an unholy emancipation, watching dusk settle upon forbidden shores, unfolding sinister shadows, while ravens gather as harbingers of my arrival. Tonight I am th......Read the rest...

...Under the heavy aegis of passing time, Centuries have become a burden weighing upon the moment, We are more severed from purity than all the ages, Corpses of empires, our own decay surrounds us. ......Read the rest...

... wings whispering, lithe in bold hues, purple, gold, blue faded songs, pulsing ......Read the rest...

...In the beginning, there was only sound The whispered words of God, echoing all around A canvas of darkness, awaiting the stroke Of creation's brush, as the universe awoke With syllables of fire......Read the rest...

...Another sunny day - Birds sing outside my door. I can't hear them. It seems I've spilled milk on the floor, And mother loudly screams. Another sunny day - We learn the Golden Rule, And......Read the rest...

... I haven’t the heart just now to flay your skin, consume your flesh; you are too beautiful to eat. The rose-pink dawn of your skin conceals your molten gold sweet flesh. Your shape has......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...