Sane Poems - Poems about Sane

today, thinking time flowing… no peace, children dying in war… victims, all those dying in vain… iced war, cold melting life ...Read the rest...

paving the way for our grasp of the inevitable future a lad insane or androgynous being true to oneself we are mere husks of emotional ineptitude like the celestial tides they ebb and flow only checked by other’s opinions: ‘Cowboys don’t cry’ an...Read the rest...

Spirit and sponsor sane sexagenarian scribe (and his spouse) to a Utopian country He seeks (in tandem with the missus) legal asylum in Canada... New Brunswick, Newfoundland, Nova Scotia, et cetera, or any other socially progressive European country, and...Read the rest...

Beyond the hills, the storm, oh, yellow queens they quake; poor Autumn aspens feel old weight of weakened leaves the hostile winds will steal. Beyond the hills the storm it brews, like coffee black. A bitter sky will fall —dainty saintly sunlight a...Read the rest...

the gullible are too many, the sane too few ~ what will voters do barbs being thrown, tit for tat, red states, blue states ~ I've had enough of that tired of all the political rants ~...Read the rest...

Best bitters; black bar beer, Brewed brown but ~ bottled blue. Drunk dirty; delays drag, During dark ~ dreadful days. Though taken through tough times, Thoughts turn to ~ tingling taste. Confusing consciousness, Clear conscience ~ clouded case. Still sip slow, sounds so sane, Same songs sung ~ safety...Read the rest...

You owe no one no detail The deeds you did were your tale Oh! The lovely long rain showers Whose outcome is today’s flowers Colour of it not so white nor red Signifies whatsoever you fed Holy was all that...Read the rest...

I'm trying my hardest to portray That through all this sadness I'm still sane But my mind is racing, I can't break free Will someone please rescue me I'm sick of feeling the way I do But the...Read the rest...

rising from bed in the morning seeking shelter when it's storming idly whiling stray hours away dreaming there will be better days fabricating a self-image with a more prominent linage doodling on back of a letter shunning life as a go-getter paying of...Read the rest...

"I am a writer. Therefore. I am not sane." - Edgar Allan Poe We all go a little mad sometimes ... In the middle of the night, Our minds raving words and rhymes Hands compelled to...Read the rest...

To learn to pray, I stay awake on my way. I need my space, So no one can interfere; Between me and my Lord. Well! I know my Lord; Never judged my mind; That never stops being weird. It's late!...Read the rest...

I've remembered how to be, And recognized it though, Before I did not dare to see, That it had not been quite so. It was I, and I was it, And me, in neither lie, Confused I stood to ever sit, As...Read the rest...

Oh, dear bloom, open Up your color— rather than Recoil around your Own inner design. Let them climb; up your shaking Stem— to gather you In a pool of arms; For flowers snap, if they do Not give in to thirst....Read the rest...

Their minds are a paradox, A riddle too complex to solve. Their thoughts like a labyrinth, A maze of madness that evolves. They walk among us, hidden in plain sight, A puzzle to be deciphered, a mystery to unfold. For they...Read the rest...

Insane swept away, banished are assisted in life by ...Read the rest...