Lines Poems - Poems about Lines

...Confidence drained out of my photographs Replaced by lines that weren't there All the hell's getting inside me Never imagined I'd be here Bowed on one knee Burning hope as incense at the al......Read the rest...

...Ink flows like a river, a poet's heart aflame A maze of words, where emotions unfold like a sacred name Each line a path, a winding road that beckons me To the heart of the abode, where secrets wa......Read the rest...

...Ink flows like a river, a poet's soul on fire A maze of words, where emotions unfold like a desire Each line a path, a winding road that beckons me To the heart of the abode, where secrets wait to......Read the rest...

...I'm not emotional about poetry to call it a 'crush' Sometimes I get ideas, but hardly ever in a rush to write them down like I have a bee in my bonnet I'm not prone to compose a Shakespearian Sonn......Read the rest...

...("Eye of Storm", original encaustic, 2017) Epiphany I’ve had two major epiphanies in my life, And I figure three is all we really get. So far they are following a pattern Of thesis/an......Read the rest...

...Luminous lids lift, languidly unveiling vistas of vibrant verse, as lavish laughter lines lips that lure with lyricism. Sultry syllables swirl, a sweet serenade that saturates the senses, summonin......Read the rest...

...Every time I sat down to write you a poem Don't know why but my lines couldn't catch its rhythm, All these years I have been sharing my feelings through my words, But when it comes to you I don't ......Read the rest...

...In the hush of a May morning, I wander through the murmurs of a forgotten meadow, where time weaves through the tall grass, and the stones speak softly of the past. Old, weathered headstones, s......Read the rest...

...GREEN MEANING As I walk deep into the forest of poetic lines There’s signs of pretension and misplaced pride Pushing aside branches that are hanging low Each row of leaves like bristling green ......Read the rest...

...I bleed poetry to heal through midnight confessions. Mistress’s ink does not seek your caramelized validation; it has no desire to please your feed of presumed perfection. I’ve never......Read the rest...

...Don't forget these lines You can never escape your mind So treat yourself and make it kind......Read the rest...

...(a poem in several Haiku and Senryu stanzas) The molten gold sun on cerulean canvas breeze borne cirrus clouds flawless days stretching like sun-kissed bodies - crisp white linen cabanas ......Read the rest...

...Rolling your eyes, the chair in your hand fronting me, pulling my backpack with both hands, eyebrow risen, movement of mine you quickly stepping aside holding the back of your backpack, the accid......Read the rest...

...A harrowing drive on the Schuylkill Expressway (route 76) both heading into (and a small number of hours later exiting) center city Philadelphia to Schwenksville on May 19th, 2024. Yours truly......Read the rest...

...Run to the box office and pick up the musical score, run to the box office the patrons are flooding the floors; you need more chairs to fill the open space, you need extra security guards at the door......Read the rest...