Note Poems - Poems about Note

R.S.V.P. I read your note today. You begged me to stay. I needed to get away. You asked for a reply. I could only sigh. I knew I would lie. Tears blurred as I wrote. My hand scribbled a note. I didn’t want to...Read the rest...

Bend the horn to find the note/ In the depths of the universe, you find harmony and rhythm, spinning planets in jazz sync, a cosmic dance with Sun Ra/ maybe he can set us free/ ...Read the rest...

Upon this pillow I lay my head with the crucifix dangling around me and incense burning in front of me. I wasn’t quite sure how I got there but something peculiar was happening over there,...Read the rest...

Who Wrote? Who Wrote? The Note, The Notes, ...Read the rest...

By: Katie Davis Written: 7/27/22 Revised: 10/29/24 Open your eyes and listen to your heart for this world can rip you apart by the thin seams of time. I’ve felt the pain stabbing like a dull...Read the rest...

Since I am not a Premium Member, not by design but through circumstance (I’d gladly convert from nonmember if only I had better finance), I lack...Read the rest...

Freshly brewed fog and a fall rain, the mist could transform to a beast; Winds might swirl becoming a frog pulsing so loud inside your throat; You’ll second guess and feel insane when elevated fears are greased; Hit that...Read the rest...

Going home again in the early hours of the evening. This time I actually happily left after visiting. Unlike the last time in which I had left him while crying....Read the rest...

Do not eat my lunch I have seven shrimps and Five thousand ten rice....Read the rest...

A current collection of my failings, to include (but not limited to) :- The idea...for a story, sat, on a throuple of should've dones, and cannots… and to that, some wild nothings, I have no place for, except, for...Read the rest...

On my first day of kindergarten, Mrs. Miller takes roll. She begins some sort of symphony, a rapid chorus, Emma, Jake, and Katie sing, Here, Here, Here! Then, I hear a cacophony that doesn’t match The melody before,...Read the rest...

If it rains while I’m not there Don’t forget to wear your coat If you feel cold while it rains, take some hot tea If it rains and I don’t come to pick you up, take...Read the rest...

This poem is penned to my sartorial self, about wardrobe clothes on the rail or the shelf, replica football shirts, too tight, too small, threadbare cord trousers, I don’t wear at all, now for recycling with all the rest, while...Read the rest...

Venture to the death Whether gain or loss; go back Bring home the honor....Read the rest...

You Are Always on my Mind: A Note From Your Stalker Today I saw you leaving I watched you pull away Then I jumped into my car And followed you all day You are always on my mind You are always...Read the rest...