Pluck Poems - Poems about Pluck

...Daemons within gray matter of this male run amuck... hence yours truly (me) seeks mental health services without any luck even after reading Scripture from my namesake who exuded pluck afte......Read the rest...

...I awoke from a small seed Born from the sun and earth of humble origins Surrounded by others waiting to bloom A journey I took, Through the soil until the sun turned to smile on my face My le......Read the rest...

...Under leaden skies and wandering moments, I have roamed through empty lands and silent hills, I am old with time and lost dreams, But I will find where she has gone, in the endless universe. I wi......Read the rest...

...Marriage Bed After so many years together You and I may have a routine The passions of youth were consuming Like a flash fire flares so quickly Now, you begin making love in the morning, Whe......Read the rest...

...Legacy of Hope; My Dad My first memories are full of your dear face Kind brown eyes, edged with wrinkles, a mere trace I can't see a frown nor fretful scowl, only a gap toothed grin With a pomp......Read the rest...

...I call the law! Am dialing it now! Hello! Spirit friend speak time to what time has been even to my enemies this be soul time to everything anything everywhere on some things time is called to eve......Read the rest...

...This morning, I took an early stroll And saw, before my eye, A spider upon his dewy web, Lit by sun rays from the sky. Sun and dew, created a rainbow hue From which the spider spoke: <>...Read the rest...

... I am the progeny Of lightning and stitch, A Franken-hybrid Of genius and glitch. My circuits buzz with Einsteinian thought, Unraveling secrets The universe has wrought. Existence, I pon......Read the rest...

... trickling streams   enlist fingers stroke translating silent stares script air bubbles soul skirmishes dying   and breath twitches her amort jabs shatter blind eyes soft breaths   lin......Read the rest...

...I search for my soulmate, a lost echo in time, An unleashed love from the high heavens, deep and infinite, I do not wish to be just a fleeting moment, a passing dream, Nor the whisper of the wind ......Read the rest...

...Springy my thoughts of bunny hops, wiggles of sunflowers in zephyr sweep. The seeds, of dust to dust, burst forth in strong giggles. The progeny of life does pluck grief’s weeds. Suppose, the s......Read the rest...

... "Supernature" The walls have eyes here they are all hungry they reach up to pluck words like apples to eat from sacred trees, it feeds and fuels them on their irr......Read the rest...

... I smile at myself for being so sentimental, but how lonely it looks - the last leaf on the cherry tree. Its countless companions who shared and hung together through months of heat, fur......Read the rest...

...I smile, deceiving time, but my bewitching heart weeps, In the evenings when loneliness spreads its canvas with sparse stars. To love you – means I wish you fields of poppies under the illuminated ......Read the rest...

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......Read the rest...