Cut Across Poems - Poems about Cut Across

...The red sun cut across the sky like a dull knife where the tears would fall at Wounded Knee Creek on December 29th, 1890, close to 400 Lakota Sioux were resting peacefully on the Pine Hill Reserva......Read the rest...

...Saw the 'Windswept Man' on Market Street The scene wrapped up in reggae sounds Moments became magical Existence happened briefly, I felt there As a student I'd walk that street daily If I cut ac......Read the rest...

...| Oceans - Of Thought | Harmonised hypothermia sets through the darkened depth of the chasm deep, Like a heavy-weighted wreck of my linguistic mind. As blithe planulae float amongst the ......Read the rest...

..."go on" I dared myself So I did Booked an extra ticket for my Mum "She'll love it" said my brain "What if people break bones, you crash on the way, you forget the tickets, someone wears the wrong......Read the rest...

...Why oh why have we become so woke To the point of companies going near broke, All for the sake of garnering support From vocal fringes, then quietly rushing to abort. Is the effort worth the pr......Read the rest...

... Mind often makes a circuitous pilgrimage Sliding down and going up the banisters of time As I hear the grating sound of worn stairs behind Memories come darting in and out of shado......Read the rest...

...Just another day of obstructions, heartless souls, lack of communication on a daily. Obstructions of gridlock. at a crossroad, at a crossr......Read the rest...

...Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix. My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly, might be ......Read the rest...

...I owned a FIAT,or in truth.did it own me? It did break down with a remarkable, clock like regularity. My thin finances, this car did hungrily eat. As I was sent from being adriver, to walk the s......Read the rest...

...I ate thru the pages of my own book, Whose title is experience and held three chapters. By phaze one I saw life was fun & everyone loved me. Called every woman mother, every uncle father & the......Read the rest...

...October hushes a cold snap, baldachin for red, brown and gold leaf. Indian summer waver, Indian rope trick sent to douse earthen world shackle. Bogus heat pump transience. Polar air mass sca......Read the rest...

...Was just another BAU day at Duesseldorf Uni Lads in the IT room playing minesweeper and internet spades A few emails here and there RE: IT Support Needed I can't access my files Something'......Read the rest...

...Solidarity is forever Solidarity is forever Solidarity is forever We shall always fight for our right What a great chorus they always sing! Yet in their hearts Their belly they tend to save ......Read the rest...

...What story should I tell? This is the tale of how the lonely acorn fell far from where the mighty oak had stood cut by the hands of man, felled for its wood. The mother-father tree lay across......Read the rest...

...What a World! By Izunna Okafor Tears roll down my cheeks Beholding the palm tree I tapped From his knowledge of blue ink With a bow, lofting off a huge gap What a World ! Our intell......Read the rest...