Dimming Poems - Poems about Dimming

You are a treasure, sitting in the empty theater, under lights slowly dimming, You wait for the screen to gather dust and for rust to settle, The plays are woven from the hands of talents, just for your curious eyes, Shimmering dresses and perfect scenes crafted for your sincere approval. "Madam, are you happy?" they ask after every happy...

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cancer they said the lesions proved so I decided to "rage against the dying of the light" * climb mountains swim rivers pedal dirt roads until... ...it went away or never was... ...nevertheless since then when I forget stumble or fall or just sense life dimming I remind myself to rage * "Do not go gentle into that good night" -Dylan Thomas...

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I delight in your twaddle inside me, young girl. Restore the golden-pink gleam with a swirl. Memories of who've died or are close to dying. Delve deep, according to inner-child supplying. Taking apart each self that has been dark-dyed Then, closely dig up the shimmering past's side. Until we draw a kinder rainbow hue, we must wait. Vacant space below crops and...

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A dimming sunlight disappearing Day now has become the midnight sun Walking in the shadows of daylight With trees bountifully standing Sounds becoming whispers of the night Thought’s wondering with fear With snow cuddling the trees As the deer walk among the moonlight Leaving only footprints for the hunters they fear Wishing for the sun to reappear To lay asleep hidden among the trees Safe without...

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The Dimming Heart My heart is heaving and dashing Like the roll of a vessel On a merciless sea. Fate gives generous impulse To commotion and conflict As I speed through the flowers of life. My desires and sensuous lust have become Mere misty phantoms of passion That are fading and dying away. My life is a river flowing free Destined for a grave So silently....

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It comes back to me in solemnity, and I wistfully wish it wouldn't. A willful case of killing it was— a hunter doing what he shouldn't. Father had taken me deer hunting, thinking to make a man of a boy. I prayed we wouldn't see a deer. and we didn't—not one—such joy! Daylight was dimming to dusk when he said our hunt had ended. We...

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Her eyes grate on tainted hall Where love's ember pranced inside A vignette slowly dimming... While night's coal glistens 7/7/7/5 Syl Count 5 Lines Or Less Contest...Black-Eyed Susan...

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I stand amidst a dimming sky, adorning nigh my wandering eye. Serene it seems to feel autonomous. Though: yet and still remains annonymous, the one who holds my heart fain. I wait in silence where my soul has lain, for her alluring anatomy to enter my gaze. Only to cherish as an angel throughout my days, and never shall i go awry. For...

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So scared to peak…fears further grief Lights, she dims, a glance so brief Womanhood stripped-callous thief Dreams are dimmed, hopes attune Cold marquee provides no relief Her name stripped far too soon...

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