Open It Up Poems - Poems about Open It Up

...Drag blade into coliseum gates red, crimson armor and black carbon metal, adore my frame as a scarlet knight bred. Toothy grin, Cheshire eyes, test thy mettle. Burst petals onyx Shockwave from......Read the rest...

...Touching on the silver glow. When you touch it, You'll know it. It's designed to keep You running back. This Spiritual snack. Keeping you open for attack, As you sink back into the World, ask......Read the rest...

...In Caren’s dream house there will be no rules. No symmetry, no boring colors, no angry fools. Everything will be cutesy, petootsie, batootsie and a mess. There will be no reasons to overdress or b......Read the rest...

...I am going to rest here, wearing down the chair, feeling one's weight. Emotional set-up was climbing the walls. Light above, with no ideas, got stopped by the police for walking within the f......Read the rest...

..."I shall be like a tree planted by the river ... " Psalm 1:3 Anchored for now but watching the drift Bend down to reach what forever does shift Content in a moment, but mind always whirring ......Read the rest...

...Is she the only one? No. Yes. I don’t know. I know… Yeah. And I know why But sometimes one is one. Sometimes more is one I know how it works. Hmm. Need more to love one That’s right, this is ......Read the rest...

...Nobody ever ask them how they feel, they are always looking for something’s to satisfy their needs; they questioned everything that they do and toss the evidence out the door when the defense kept......Read the rest...

...When I'll see you at the hallway don't look at me but don't do not look at me. When we do need projects don't talk to me but don't do not talk to me. When I open you the door don't say thank you to......Read the rest...

... Whoosh! Swish! Clang! It's the six o'clock kitchen band! Whoosh of paper towels off the roll. Swish as broom threads brush the floor. Clang as pots put on to boil! ......Read the rest...

...Mine o’ quick heart, 'neath powdered mist o’ light, Before dawn's chance to sway thy command, Hold me here, still, delay this cloak o’ night, And return my love with thy gentlest hand. Tell t......Read the rest...

...The MELANCHOLY PAGES OF NATURE ! - ECHOES OF A PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE Among the goldens lines of history, Lied that tale of a mother, So green, So calm, So rich, so Pure, Admired by her b......Read the rest...

...If only more knew that the two greatest honors, That can be bestowed on us, Is the one given to us, By children who adopt us, Giving their heart to us, And trusting us, Not to throw it under......Read the rest...

...I can see so much sky Like an open mind But I'm unable to float off into it Weighted by old, unnecessary shame Wedged in place by caring who cares None of it matters None of it matters None ......Read the rest...

...My First poem posted here May 2007 was  an enigmatic Lanterne Viduage Tall nettles- the dutch hoe rusting in the shed. My First ekphrasis (poem no 2 here ) BELLA Bella He opened the wi......Read the rest...

...Beneath the pall of an eldritch moon, the library, a mausoleum of forgotten epochs, loomed ominously. Its silhouette, birth......Read the rest...