Metamorphic Poems - Poems about Metamorphic

...in my jar, crooked cold pressing gray, these bones I fold while the rain beats dead, a wandering sun trapped in glass, I hear no one a passing eye, on occasion may break the dark, then drift aw......Read the rest...

... For the maneuvered inducement of compulsive being, the transmuting tenet of titular uniqueness, the personified convoluted identity, changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange, whil......Read the rest...

...A Strange heat is walking up the street with a heavy load upon its head and a yardstick to measure the dead, it’s walking in a straight line, staring at the glaciers melting from the hill filling the......Read the rest...

... In the ostensible show of life’s drama, enactments perfected with the labor of passion, aureate the sequel created by metamorphic alchemy. The surreptitious shift from one actor to another, ......Read the rest...

... The desolate wasteland of destitute deprivation, traversed in tortuous trail by my jagged life, trying relentless so long, so very hard, to flatten out anguished angularities of......Read the rest...

...We’re (my roommates and I) at a specific time of youth - a time I’ll call “close.” We aren’t fully adults but we’re close, we’re not completely out and independent, but we’re close. And once again, w......Read the rest...

... O, elusive muse, mysterious and profound bruise, you bewitch my soul, never to be found in the way of former use. In your absence, I am left with bittersweet caramello pai......Read the rest...

...Do not stare in unbelief Or marvel at the moment of a miracle Rather stand in complete relief That energy has shown itself completely In metamorphic perfection Metamorphic elements in pure per......Read the rest...

...Zigzag criss-cross sculptured archipelago love exchange Mountainous scapes interrupt the coastal contemplation. Sands, like peerless pure pearls, split and spread into a dune range. Glee and glow ......Read the rest...

... In the landscape of entangled existence, we traversed life on the path of no essence. Ego chasing the mirage of endless desire, wandering cynical in wasteland made us tire. Vanity and cr......Read the rest...

...(John Day Fossil Beds, 2018) Revisiting The Same Ground Over and over again I find myself returning to the same thoughts, ideas, histories but now with years more experience between ......Read the rest...

...I look upon this lovely scene, reflections mirrored in the stream. A sanctuary of calm delight, where all is safe; peaceful and bright. I yearn to lay upon the hill, with arms outstretched and s......Read the rest...

...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Minor emendations to following just posted verse oversight to correct dissatisfaction, yours truly I do curse ah... methinks if hands of ti......Read the rest...

...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Thus writer of these words forever mus lee experiencing craving to eat cheese, a milk product eternally preserved within annals, chroni......Read the rest...

...Oh great Devone is Standing in the sky wearing a belt of stars encompassing his acetabulofemoral. Dichromatic eyes in which one is a black hole and the other a sun. A menage of gods that reside in a ......Read the rest...