Iron Out Poems - Poems about Iron Out

...Edward is a forest of a man and a river parting into steel. And he will never love me, until the wind blows blue Or ocean tides have melted sand - into iron soot. ......Read the rest...

...Under the mantle of night, full of hidden meanings, Where stars dance their stories in silence, There lies a world where vocations drown in shadows, Children with grand dreams, trapped in dusty go......Read the rest...

...Under the mantle of night, full of hidden meanings, Where the stars dance their stories in silence, There lies a world where vocations drown in shadows, Children with grand dreams, trapped in dust......Read the rest...

...Under the mantle of night, full of hidden meanings, Where the stars dance their stories in silence, There lies a world where vocations drown in shadows, Children with grand dreams, trapped in dust......Read the rest...

... Dos -si -dos ! Square dancing in full grace moving round and round facing face to face. Dancing in swift rhythm, y......Read the rest...

... What if reality is like tightly pulled skin and the nothing is like spherical balls trapped within its lattice Is there more something or nothing What if you could only travel backwards in tim......Read the rest...

...A fragment of glass in the iron, can't you see it? It's here! Almost heart shaped enough, to alter one's perception, as the beats depart, only to reappear. ......Read the rest...

...Look closely, feel the harmless heat enveloping black-diamond petals in the glistening garden of glossy geraniums. There, sprouts rosemary dreams from an u......Read the rest...

... I can feel my tendons contort The sickening crunch of bones breakage The skin across my face pulling to a snout My lips ripping apart as razored enamel adorns a snap Can’t stand Beneath me ......Read the rest...

...Like a fluttering shadow or a darting swallow, an undeserved curse does not come to rest – proverbs 26:2 "Like a fluttering sparrow or a darting swallow, An undeserved curse does not come to res......Read the rest...

...The Raven and the Bard -Daniel Henry Rodgers The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night, Its haunting words, a melody of fright. The Bard......Read the rest...

...Is there enough adjectives I can use, to sew these sensitive sensations to you, when my dandelion heart is dense with combustible phrases, and my sunken soul is weeping into the wearines......Read the rest...

...I prefer the myths to the dry histories, where truths come and then crumble away, For history is written with a quill of feathers, but the myth, eternal, beats with wings of iron. Mythology dresses......Read the rest...

...In the crucible of time, where the iron of human will is melted, Lords of armies forge their crowns from flames that build mirages. They invoke the spirit of the earth, but their thoughts leap over......Read the rest...

...Written: May 09, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A diaphanous shroud on my cranium. It's worn down to the cram It's a reprieve from my madness. & now I clench my ......Read the rest...