Low Poems - Poems about Low

something black and low to the ground slinked out of the woods today I barely caught glimpses of it because it slid from bush to bush was it a miniature puma? a tiny ebony black-beauty-like horse? A tailless...Read the rest...

I’ve come to the end I’ve come to the end I’m sorry to say, I’m not strong enough To fight through every day. You may think me selfish That I don’t give a damn, I tried really hard To be not who I...Read the rest...

In the early morning hours I come to meet the Lord. Yearning for a touch, I press my face upon the floor. I confess my sins and faults, I weep and break before Him. He takes my great contrition, And a wondrous...Read the rest...

I spied a valley low Across the road from the cemetery A Columbus monkey swinging by The trees of the vale Stood tall and forlorn Observing the crematorium Covered in light gray smoke As morning traffic streamed on by Giraffe reached for the...Read the rest...

. . . By Poetic Grace The One Undescribed -- Science Not Touched . . . ...Read the rest...

I look for you both high and low I always miss you, do you know It's only when I see your face That my heart settles back in place? And until I do it longs for you It knows I...Read the rest...

Waterfall chandeliers flood me as they sparkle delicately; Watercolor waves shine brightly upending my debauchery; Fanciful lets these tears fall free they unleash all of my fury; Graffiti of lights on the wall facets enthrall but glow low key; Rhyme and...Read the rest...

Jack Frost nibbled at my fingers And he froze my toes He put rouge on both of my cheeks And blusher on my nose He spread ice crystals through my hair And on my eye brows too He froze my moustache...Read the rest...

Politiker niedrig carbon auß Low grade carbon Politicans go! Ihr seid nicht nuztfoll kein wert Kein ahnûnug You are of no use, you are mindless Cronies.' Der zukunft ist heir im Berlin heute 2024, die leüte sind rau! sie whërte Du bist...Read the rest...

Sky filters through scant woods printing a cold sunlight on shadowed tree trunks. Only December has this light, it both scours and forages, it scythes away all heaped-up flotsam. A December wind, sings its own death song. Ice hangs unseen upon the...Read the rest...

Sometimes its okay to feel low, it’s an ordinance of life to make you acquainted of rife that it is inevitably strident to grow. It’s his expedient to steer you to see the life’s chronicle view. See the vivid blue-sky, be...Read the rest...

the high place can't exist without low places the low places can exist without high places....Read the rest...

Inspired by a moving conversation in a show. Some people appear incapable of expressing or feeling emotions. But, oftentimes they shut themselves down because of trauma. The volume is turned way down low By Michelle Morris 28/08/2023 You...Read the rest...

Low dust clouds bristled In the sky but I did not see; A lone grackle whistled A warning I did not perceive. The world would not cease turning In its cruel...Read the rest...

Frog on the high bike was putting on airs Low-bike frog ignored it, his name was Lairs Others said “isn’t he a bit too uppity for you?” “not really,” says Lairs, “and this bike is built for two.”...Read the rest...