Bruise Poems - Poems about Bruise

... Giving voice to my dream, my hope, my belief, Meant silencing doubts who clung like murky mist, Listening to the light, which banished my grief. Joy stirred my soul with hope I j......Read the rest...

...Memories of a bleak childhood haunted him ever and anon. Whenever he thinks of that dark day, a thousand blades cut through him. Shocked by the ferocity of that memory, his mind still goes insane. ......Read the rest...

...On the eve of that somber, stormy night, I began to see strings of spring swirling soundlessly along the thread-thin blade of this culinary cutlery. Why does gravity lay on thick in this silver st......Read the rest...

... My books are all over the floor, Even one went out the door! The kids don't see me when they run down the hall. People say I'm really quite small! Flinging, Back and ......Read the rest...

...Skin of Terror - Daniel Henry Rodgers (Lights slowly rise on a lone figure, MICHAEL, hunched over a steering wheel. His knuckles are white aga......Read the rest...

...The bird is blue as the sky above and the waters that stretch into the seas Blue is the eyes of the blonde hair girl who sometimes smiles at me Blue is the music that haunts your soul a rhyth......Read the rest...

...Been searching for a love, a home; a place to call my own. A place where I am wanted, welcomed, cherished; down to my bones. I dream of gentle fingertips that trace over my skin. A soul ......Read the rest...

...Songs from a life, sounds like the blues, microwave fries, pot noodle, stews, dead on two legs, only half-nine, saying yes, to the overtime, this months rent and the kids' new shoes. Paying fo......Read the rest...

...3 Rhymed By 3 Unrhymed ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ unearth rough pages ......Read the rest...

...Inspiration is soothing. Like a breeze that lands it’s crisp wings on the perspiration on your skin. Like a deep breath after holding no air in your lungs too long. Like a long awaited cup o......Read the rest...

... Beyond softest poetic muse, the garden sighs a breathless trust into the heart, remembering that God, in His great design, singled out the gardener for the joy that defines the flowin......Read the rest...

...Come out from your shell Who have been bruise and beaten Come, fight, hear the bell.......Read the rest...

...Up, I see Him bruise Hear the crying and the pain Who nailed Him on cross.......Read the rest...

... Let me dance a slow dance with time skipping and hopping in a straight line without twists or turns, without pocks in the sidewalk to trip, fall down and bruise-up This child's knees. Let m......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The twilight paints a purple, starry bruise where time and trees hold their eternal truce. One ageless oak, with roots both gnarled and deep commands the night, its sh......Read the rest...