Window Poems - Poems about Window

..."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...

... A vacation was needed, off on a cruise we were treated. Great cabin, food, parties and shows, now in a chair with a book about a rose. The seas got really rough, off the desk went our ......Read the rest...

...Under the pensive skies, where stars weave dreams, In the depth of daily existence that seems constrained, Do not lament the poverty of the day, do not condemn it; Tell yourself that you are not p......Read the rest...

... I do not even know what day this is! Nor month, or even, what year! For I live each day within a clock. Whose only sound ticks away endless,fear! I have no mirror to see my young face,......Read the rest...

...The shield of California The means to stay here No one gets me How to stay with you The forgotten poems People will remember me As Doesn't rhyme or even do Emotions never been blue Wai......Read the rest...

...The abandoned Mansion was once owned by the Adams Family. They were doing a terrific business in their lumberyard at the time. Day laborers who were not busy were sent over to build their home. It......Read the rest...

...Setting: The Nanny and her youngest charge chat near the window. Maria has taken down the expensive curtains. Maria (M) Gretl (G) Dialogue: M: Hee hee, seeing the hills from here, alive wit......Read the rest...

...The lady with red dreadlocks Toni Townsend Johnson henry she was one rasta Andrews female drug dealer from the devils triangle in Tampa outside USF where I received mental health treatment for ......Read the rest...

...She stands at the window, Looking at the children in the meadow, Playing outdoors is a luxury, She’s saddled with drudgery. She feels the world has no place for her, And emancipation is only a......Read the rest...

...My eyes stare straight, fixated on something in the distance, humming a song that would send chills, if you ever got the chance to listen. A padded cell and a straitjacket, the doctor giving ......Read the rest...

...You have no will to say a word Hence I’m not “too much”, cause unseen I don’t stand a chance to be heard When I speak to the silent screen Last night a full moon rose It shone through my window ......Read the rest...

...the bee was unable to pass through the window pane it was puzzled because it could see nothing there so rammed itself against it again and again after some time it became exhausted soul f......Read the rest...

...The morning sun illuminates my bedroom window causing me to awake A breathtaking journey through the forest I am soon to partake Nature has invited to be part of its day Promising to enlighten me ......Read the rest...

...Another fine spring day gently dying, Subtle variegated colors and Tender vivid greens are dappled now With golden flecks and dollops of buttery sunlight. Shadows begin their mysterious, meticulo......Read the rest...