Curving Poems - Poems about Curving

... “The Scorpion’s Touch” Under glass the sound cuts out sharp just like under water and we run out of breath like insects running around frantically out of time we are ......Read the rest...

... Like someone stripped of all possessions, or a thing its attributes, or a word scoured of its meaning – so the park rises naked, stark, severe in appearance, and we see more clearly some......Read the rest...

...In the midst of striving with fate, Searching for dreams that debate, Here’s the reason not to be afraid, To try harder and not hesitate. They’re celebrating milestones in life, The smile on t......Read the rest...

... In your eyes, reflected to me are memories of beautiful, trembling pieces of laughing hope still colors of grace and belief feelings pouring from the shadows never just make believe a......Read the rest...

... born in Canada in a snowstorm snowflakes were falling dad drove carefully we made it and I was born into the world screaming odd for I am quiet I rec......Read the rest...

...Cursed Pen My pen is cursed. It flows poisoned ink. Ripped pages and severed dreams. Hollow. Screaming. Into the dark. Screaming into the life of others. Because there is nothing. ......Read the rest...

...A beautiful look of life Not seen smile on the face But sunshine in the heart A scenery in the eyes A point of a long look Blown by gush of gentle breeze That sways the shiny hair Curving body......Read the rest...

...Martin came to a cleft in the rocks The oriole must have gone this way It was narrow and curving A sudden turn, and everything seemed to change. Shrill, reedy music of pipes filled the heavy air,......Read the rest...

...Look at those glimmering orbs, glazed like galaxies in an unending space. Look at those glittering lips, curving up like a cresent moon on face. Look at those blushed apples, like those of babi......Read the rest...

...“Women can change better’n a man,” Ma said soothingly. “Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.” “Man, he lives in jerks-baby born an’ a man dies, an’ that’s a jerk-gets a fa......Read the rest...

... A trellis of leaves flutters so naturally, reams hanging free… timeless in a swirl on the curving breasts of night. And they dance, prance without restraint onto altitudes of orbit......Read the rest...

...Strips of being here are drawn all over you, fine lines intertwining with your skin, It is not within the whites of dainty skies to praise who you are, I hope you don't hide the only thing that mak......Read the rest...

...*Line one is from a poem by Sara Teasdale *The moon is a curving flower of gold. Blue silk is the river below which gathers sweet Luna’s petal-face glow and mirrors it in a soft fold. Delight ......Read the rest...

...September Arrival Between August and October Lovely September calls Curving along colorful path From summer to fall Zinnias and Cosmos are in bloom With yellow, pind and white Making the s......Read the rest...

... It’s the color of November, gray blue weak as water… yet water can change the strongest steel, the sturdiest breath, silenced by the water’s still, calm gesture… in laughing swells, ......Read the rest...