Her Poems - Poems about Her

I was never here for passing time, Never here for love denied. I thought we’d walk this road as one, But love has left me far behind. If I love you, how can I not break? When you are not...Read the rest...

So many things I'd like to say I'll save them for some other day You know the way I think towards you It hasn't changed, the bird's still blue And though not mentioned anymore The...Read the rest...

Cruising in her Hyundai Sonata, listening to a Bach cantata, she killed the overhead light and mused, “For dinner tonight? I'd love your twelve-inch enchilada.”...Read the rest...

She has this pretty smile, she can light up a room, but when you look into her eyes, the look is more of gloom. There’s so much wisdom and happiness on her face, but to...Read the rest...

Van Gogh Thoreau Wadsworth Coleridge Poe Miro Their words and art surrounded her mind in living colors She worked her design into a vibrant office and studio Others said they could never have done it; she wondered why Not...Read the rest...

My mother’s curls were teeny tiny, ringlets of gray Tightly wound, as if they had been set around toothpicks My sister and I had golden curls until we were two. They gave us a haircut, and that was...Read the rest...

He was parked on top of a worn satchel in Omaha In the middle of a train station, so lah-dee-dah Where was his child? He began to scream for his ma. She ran up and grabbed him by...Read the rest...

I couldn't see her forest for her trees. I couldn't see her knickers for her knees. I couldn't see the lightening of her thunder, No! Nothing of her top and nothing from down under ~ though I pleaded...Read the rest...

Buying was an obsessive hobby of hers She was an avid collector of stuff Her house was filled with unopened boxes She stacked them to the ceiling and used paths Most of her new things were never unpacked Left for...Read the rest...

you get home from a work greeted with a smile a hug and i'll hold you for a while i'll ask how it's been and you'll give me an answer that's nothing short of true we'll go to bed and greet...Read the rest...

If a lip could weave its own refrain, It would drape itself; longing for delight, A fleet strumming; a pair, in soothing rain, World's lightening kept alive in one stolen night It would sing of passionate...Read the rest...

Writing you a poem for a first date With hopes of finding a soulmate We've both...Read the rest...

Dear Inspiration, If you were a person and had a name, I know just who you’d be, because whenever I’m in her presence, she utterly and totally, but somehow unsurprisingly, inspires me. Like the moon inspires...Read the rest...

she avoids crowds too many feelings chaos and dissention She does better with positivity Negativity takes her strength Zaps her energy Throws her into a terrified state She does not frequent stadiums, carnivals or festivals Waitresses stay and talk Telling her their life stories As...Read the rest...

She did not feel prejudiced She just did not want anyone else’s opinion Her mind was set...Read the rest...