Imagines Poems - Poems about Imagines

...The poet speaks of madness--madness compared to what? What was spoken before this silly syllabus? Each ant, lifting and carrying, adds bundles of dried and curled rose petals to the soup simmer......Read the rest...

... I am weary of politics, its plastic people and the endless lies, the glorification of the outrageous antics of the rich and famous, the intolerance and exclusivity preached by most re......Read the rest...

... Somewhere....in....Texas ....A Teddy Bear... Stares at the stars, alone on her bed, Waiting happily for her to come to home. He rec......Read the rest...

...Doctress Ploshfurn A precious work of stained temperglass The Doctress is a miracle with the countenance of a lava lamp Her hair floods the room Her eyes warm up the bed Witty......Read the rest...

...1985. We looked for signs not so much had changed Wars in far-flung parts – the same-O-blame-O. An acceptable amount of body bag counts. Was Orwell too early to be this late? 1996. Upheavals ......Read the rest...

...In the night when the moon shakes its silver over waves of dreams, A woman opens the gate to her heart, feeling too much, too deeply, In the trance of words that turn into butterflies of light and ......Read the rest...

...Le Cirque Bleu The spotlight is aglow through the gloam The light an indigo ink modifying color She swings her body with agility thrusting backwards upside down, with unseen wings, an acrobat......Read the rest...

.... Mine precious indulgerz uv write(mine')..this form, posted here on the Soup...I'd read it's scribe, yet, i must share this with y'all firstly; many an artist, change original forms to ......Read the rest...

... When she was a very young girl…she imagines from the moment she was born with her parents help she believed in all kinds things…like mermaids and unicorns. She believed lightning bugs were born......Read the rest...

...My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on pavement. whispering birds through wind and light rain no dram......Read the rest...

...Where goest thou soul? have you split again into your kaleidoscope frame in the body so vestigial contained what if there is not one Other but many that enter inside waiting to stake claim ......Read the rest...

...How I wish readers miss me... It has now been one year since he died, What emptiness the poetic world feels! His genius as days pass the more reveals, His memories we hope would new pens gui......Read the rest...

...Like the semblance of an oil painting This flame of water Imagines filaments of silk sapphire Curling in cobalt spirals And tendrils of azure fire In a clear-blue watery haze That sees the da......Read the rest...

...Jodie Foster is frying peppers and eggs ~ it is late and her legs ache as she scrambles the yokes, sautés jalapenos. Today a jerk again compared her to the movie star ~a life she never wanted keep......Read the rest...

...She's thirty-three, single, her Mom babysits her five year old son. She reassures herself it's just two more hours, then it's the blessed weekend. Which means delicious sleep. She has no nest ......Read the rest...