Sit Poems - Poems about Sit

... Oh, pretty little butterfly, flitting all around. You can flash dance colorfully even with no sound. Hummingbird, I see you too. You flap your wings so fast. You super duper flapper, you are ha......Read the rest...

...There I was, squatting down at the foot of a stream, giving my camping utensils a clean, and replenishing my water, another necessity, just enjoying the day, worry free. While doing my chores, I......Read the rest...

...The faces I most long to see, are no where Everywhere no longer exist here Streaks of fractured light Drops of water on camera lenses Objects may appear closer than they are Pray for the momen......Read the rest...

...Barely I stood before being knocked down. Presenting smiles to hide my frown. Long sleeves in summer to hide the signs. Conceal the bruises. The scars of my binds. In the dark I sit peer......Read the rest...

...I have once seen an evil shadow Looming over me, everywhere I go It grins when darkness taint my mind Rejoice when I lost what I did seek to find Does it dwell within me? I completely have n......Read the rest...

...Chamber music plays soft from the far side of the room; Candles flicker gently to the beat of the band's tune. Lovers in the corner talk of rising for a dance; They don't want to......Read the rest...

...In this world we either make things happen or sit around waiting for things to happen......Read the rest...

...Simply made of rope and wood Tied to a tree, tight and good, Sit right down on the edge of my seat Hang on, then push back with your feet Lift your shoes off of the dirt Please, just once, wha......Read the rest...

...I don’t like what I see; the camera keep staring at me; I don’t like what I see the stars keep shining above me and the earth is moving beneath my feet and my heart sorrows suddenly rolled away in t......Read the rest...

...Weather changing - getting warm, Nows the chance to leave the home, And spend more time more time with Dora, My French bull dog the ultimate Explorer, She gets excited when I pick up the lead, ......Read the rest...

... If remembering is hopeless, then it’s time to resign But its easy to say, than to perform rightly Time shifts down slowly, crosses the final line And red turns to brown, showing its time to fl......Read the rest...

...Where Were You Where Were You as I sat Alone on the end of the dock, looking longingly into the night sky. As the so many stars that filled my eyes, and the dreams of you and what we once had fil......Read the rest...

...Wait until the sun sets over the distant hill, Water then the flowers on the far window sill. Turning down the curtain that will keep out the night, One can sit in silence ......Read the rest...

...Where is this place that I find myself in Was I snatched by a gun toting gang I don’t recall anything quite so extreme Since my poetic musings began It’s not the first time and it won’t be the ......Read the rest...

... I've picked too many flowers and I've stolen my fair share of leaves. Pocket every daisy, tulip. All for the sake of me. Peel every flower, gently with ease. Hold them forever, but it is still n......Read the rest...