Concocts Poems - Poems about Concocts

...A New Poem: Family Is: The first thing that makes sense... It blossoms at every direction it grows... The flourishing nature of family Is beauty-impersonified.... Sparks fly when the core tenet......Read the rest...

...Flagrant bird Bernadette feathery flair flamboyant Towers over average plumage Parades tassle twist pantomime pow wow warbonnet Cascade costume illuminating Cheyenne ......Read the rest...

...Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber, But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. I sense a wince remind itself, Of what it means to be, Instead to ......Read the rest...

...In Milky Way, the silver stream where stars stelliferously teem, is home among celestial sea for willful creatures such as we who dwell in dream within a dream. Beneath the welkin’s haloed gle......Read the rest...

...Fearless Avant Garde fashion witch concocts love potion number twenty-three A glorious new elixir that truly makes new sense of “blessed be”. There are many who watch her create this mysterious rec......Read the rest...

...Kate and Bram, so in love or so she thought, but he was after Kate’s rich cousin. Laura, was just as greedy for Bram’s striking good looks. Does lightning strike twice for Bram? Will he find happ......Read the rest...

...My nights have lately become sultry as suffocating heat chases sleep away, I lay wide awake unloved and sweating beneath the murmurous ceiling fan hoping for some refreshing relief. Each eve......Read the rest...

...Damn anticipatory anxiety affliction... trumps volition (mine) to don employee hat! Until the grim reaper whisks yours truly away common joe just biden his time chronologically old fogey (alb......Read the rest...

...Some of them are drifting vapor, fluid pastel flavoring my tongue. When awake, they linger like nectar, or the hidden symbols of Jung. Others are more like nesting dolls, hand painted selves i......Read the rest...

...Twice the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber, Yet again awoken by winter when the third was three in number. I sense that a silence doth sneak ‘tween cracks of weathered wood, Conniving w......Read the rest...

...My son Scottie turned out to be an amazing chef Whatever dish he concocts, it's up there with the best Know not where it's from But it's up with my thumb Deserves the World Culinary Award......Read the rest...

...A wince doth lurk wearing which wicked gaze, Of conniving cast shadows ‘tween my windowpanes. Gazing through the window’s diaphanous gelid glass, I see a flushing fluorescent misty haze of frot......Read the rest...

...The heart within pumps The rich red royal fluid And your body machine functions Your creative, expansive mind Concocts formulae Deciding how your body organism Finds sustenance, enjoyment And......Read the rest...

...Unidentified my world this push and shove battalion take from them and leave them broken Crassly ridiculed by viral industries black blood automaton the throwaway plagues of economy Enemies......Read the rest...

...Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber, Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number. I sense that a wince doth lurk and wear which wicked gaze, Of conniving shadows ......Read the rest...