Watch And Wait Poems - Poems about Watch And Wait

...Space aliens speak a geometric poetry, crop circles are left, to enlighten each brain cell. Soon we may think, in pictures, patterns, and spirals once more, employing the mathematics of immed......Read the rest...

... The emergency room of a hospital can be a scary and frustrating place… You see worry, pain and frustration on each and every face… And that is where I found myself…just the other day as they r......Read the rest...

...There is an expectant hush, a kind of full-term birth. The baby will be a green child, leaves will be its hair, its eyes will be green pools of light, deep yet bright, its limbs both roots an......Read the rest...

...It will be worth it all when we see, Jesus Christ Just one look at His smiling face all of our problems and our tears Will become totally erased from our memories Once we see Christ our beloved ......Read the rest...

...I merge with the painting Am I within shadows? Spending time in the gallery was uplifting but I was drawn to Valette's "Under the Windsor Bridge" Noted how I was reflected onto the painting as I t......Read the rest...

...Once upon a summers eve I happened upon a faerie tree Saw an elf wiping off his delicate sleeve He wiggled his pointed toes at me. How dare you come to spy on us? He gave me a look of pure dis......Read the rest...

...In a windswept vale the tree had spread its branches Its shale like trunk defined by weather had many wounds One in particular had hollowed inside this stanchion Braced against pervading skies and......Read the rest...

...9I have a little drinking pot It’s been everywhere with me Ive used it every single day For brewing my Rosie Lee. I've looked after my pot With attention and care Its lovely brown patina Coa......Read the rest...

...I watch and wait at the foot of the door. No other place is better than this floor. When the doorknob jiggles. My old hairy tail wiggles. Happy that my daddy is home.......Read the rest...

...Amber sunrise, clouds flee Brushing against the horizon. Cool river's plashy bank calls. Dawn awakes scatter rays. End of bait string dangles, Float swirls. First, a nibble, Got a fish; it bit ......Read the rest...

...I do not hear the words, far too busy in my ears laying golden tracks of forceful movement They carry me away, away. always to away. Stretch horizon, many ones and zeros, far away. Starlit desti......Read the rest...

...They wait their turn, Watching from the sidelines. Cheerfully chattering, they speak, Perhaps of weather. Then suddenly they’re off! Swooping down, they glide, Wings extended in crucif......Read the rest...

...Black folks got rhythm full movements undeterred, and flexible as four winds. How low can we go? with limbo it's in our hands with early rising; planting seeds of joy, washed in ray of hope ......Read the rest...

...My garden is filled in pots I have no yard-no lots ......Read the rest...

...For I myself, I sit and watch and wait as if time were transcendental as though I can make life’s moments move FAST or s l o w. As if some preconceived and instructive checklist were han......Read the rest...