Tapping Into Poems - Poems about Tapping Into

... 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...

...We’re in Paris, staying with my Grandmère (Grandmother) for a few days around Mother’s day. Peter (my bf) is getting to know my Grandmère. They’ve started to relax and enjoy each other. This time, w......Read the rest...

...In the West, stories are heard, shining at the threshold of a new era, That we can mold again the raw clay of human nature, Reconstructing from the ashes of time, a dream Eden, fresh and new. As i......Read the rest...

...The leader, philosophical and wise, Ends his speech after a long silent pause, His true followers with half open eyes Responding with admiring oohs and aahs. Turn up the mic on the silence to h......Read the rest...

...I exist, though my presence feels seldom acknowledged. Fighting replays of tunes to woe is me, my own Ted Talk; that unconscious internal victims speech. At the same time I am holding a safe space in......Read the rest...

...five seven five wrote fingers tapping as words thought vision forming words......Read the rest...

...Rainfall from the heavens Flashing lights on the horizon Tapping drops from the skies on frilly rooftops Whooshing splashes on leafy greens Pit-a-pat...pit-a-pat...!, rhythmic sounds on r......Read the rest...

...Splices and splashes in the spring of daylight, sprinkle of treacle tranquillises mind sweet. Don’t get me wrong even the greenery is key, gentle is sound stream has bought me full ease Rest ass......Read the rest...

...In the knowledge of humanity, enfolded in the jammed mundane, Allow yourself to take a breath, and let go of yesterday. No black screens, no phones, no internet today; We embrace the present tapp......Read the rest...

... The rain taps on the metal like reminders, not to forget Those sunny days that seem so rare always return to dry the wet Puddles of mirrors on the ground Quiet reflections, left to see I ......Read the rest...

...If you can find shelter when the firmament rumbles And drips spears of weighty waters Keep about you the hope that clear skies might come, Be glad for the storied house that a seed built, That yo......Read the rest...

...You can walk right into this image. Stand there near the typewriter if you like. Edward Hopper has allowed plenty of room. Although he has filled the space very well, As it is a small of......Read the rest...

...Once there were sisters in duet a pair that were tough to forget Their tap dancing was entwined as their two lives always aligned Rat a tat tat, rat a tat tat kinda sounded something like that......Read the rest...

...Oh April I hear you tapping Tapping on sweet Spring’s back door Running through the streets after dark Undisciplined, unchaperoned Chattering in a fledgling nest Peeking from behind softened so......Read the rest...

... A perfect triangle As he stood in the shadow Of the dead eye windows of his home His face alway up Stars or cries of cloud his theatre The sounds that based from his neon lit blue ears He ......Read the rest...