Here Poems - Poems about Here

Spring is here to stay For three months, hooray! More bluebirds are chanting More tulips are blooming More trees are growing And dusts are in the air. The weather is cool, not cold More houses are being sold More joggers run in the...Read the rest...

I wake, I breathe, I move, I fade, A specter stitched from a torn-out page. A thing that walks but leaves no trace, A mouth that speaks, but not a face. I press my hands to solid skin, Feel the...Read the rest...

i try to fit in with warm hellos superficial smiles and nods of acquiescence checking if i can make myself useful comfortable in the support role back in the dark behind the scenes in a sea of strangers with names...Read the rest...

The clock ticks, and I sit, it’s 1 AM, A silent treatment to the passing time. Tomorrow, something I cannot touch. Where will I be? Who will I become? The question haunts me but calms me Like quiet waves. Yet I...Read the rest...

I think I know now what you meant all those times in between kisses and hugs when you would say "I'ma you up" You meant my heart...Read the rest...

How did you get here, little one? You are such a contrast to these dead leaves and sticks They are gray, tan, and ugly You are a misfit in the world of the unseen. You usually fit onto a...Read the rest...

Front and Center Needing your guidance Wanting your wisdom and understanding I Stand I Bow I pray The uncertainty I feel A tomorrow I don’t Today being a question Needing your direction I am a servant from a spiritual family Society speaks of another king But I...Read the rest...

I've come to amuse you to make sure you're not blue to attempt to make you smile for even just a litttle while I don't mind acting the clown if I can wipe away your frown your tears I cannot tolerate I...Read the rest...

Trump slyly picked Fox eye catchers His heinous doctrine dispatchers That from seed pods hatched! Are we now outmatched Invaded by body snatchers?...Read the rest...

Science never answers the primary questions it ponders in circles deck chairs rearranged Reciprocal theorems of self aggrandizement indentured to kingdoms where dilettantes reign Why is there love why is there war why are we human why do we grieve Why do we question why is there joy why are there feelings that foster belief Is consciousness timeless do thoughts ever die is prescience a quotient does truth...Read the rest...

Regret is to feel sad, repentant, disappointed over something that has already happened, especially a loss or missed opportunity. See Regret is just another way for the darkness to cloud your future days. How...Read the rest...

The woods the sun ...Read the rest...

I do not want to be here where I have to act like my pain is not there I do not want to be here for no one will ever understand I do not want...Read the rest...

In shadows here, I wait unseen, Placed by Dewey's ordered scheme, Does poetry still hold its sheen? Shakespeare, Poe, their works convene, Their pages turned, their words agleam, In shadows here, I wait unseen. Angelou, Frost, their verses keen, Yet I remain,...Read the rest...

Sun set a little quicker this eve A crimson fire that blinked my eye And wind held me and kissed goodbye Autumn seems like a stranger now It was much softer as a child The whisper of a mothers call Floated...Read the rest...