Skitters Poems - Poems about Skitters

...startled fox turns with his fluffy tail down His fur he wears like an amber kingly gown Against the forest wall, he gives so much color Hiding in the thicket is his older brother His teeth have b......Read the rest...

...Musical autumn leaves in slashes and swirls. Flowing around me, making melodic curls. Titters and skitters from mischievous squirrels, What is more magical than September oak twirls?......Read the rest...

... Orb pulsates above a secret door, proudly beaming about the find, skitters to and fro as if to etch the coordinates into a celebration of the surrounding nearby. Of the pl......Read the rest...

...a teeny tiny mouse shyly skitters among the crisp-dried leaves and deadfall the teeny tiny mouse believes that Spring has sprung to free him from his burrow when fragrant flowers ris......Read the rest...

...A leaf weaving its way down a flowing stream skitters windswept 'cross an autumnal lawn Once detached from a twig its life far too brief teasing undying belief ~ as gre......Read the rest...

...Though medicine tastes bad and bitter as it always skitters On the tongue’s taste buds as the black sea on sand that glitters It helps and uplifts the body to get fitter Honey glazed on the rim......Read the rest...

...the chaffing entropy of self-maintenance combing human features into land-slips predestined by its engineering an electric screwdriver skitters away from its moving parts dishes in the s......Read the rest...

...AT LAST On my veranda I watch beads of sweat slide down the glass of ale I use to get over something I’m not sure of, perhaps just an absence of idea or thought, a quiet discontent that sp......Read the rest...

...SOUL TO SOUL (Written for Mother Sandy Stone, whom I met in 1992.) SOUL TO SOUL *** The early morning call. A sand dollar skitters in before its rushing wave. A message bringing within ......Read the rest...

...Oh, how we watch a town go by! Pieces of life wrapped against the elements, going somewhere, always going somewhere. From this upper window, my eye is a searchlight, sweeping the streetscape. ......Read the rest...

...Lately, as sure as the sun rises on the eastern horizon A certain cheery robin [the same one every day] sits On my porch railing and tells me Spring has arrived, When I have acknowledged her pr......Read the rest...

...full chromatic color opening Dorothy’s door from ceiling to floor — the rainy season’s generous a stunning rainbow or two. captivating, the creature who skitters about in and out of crumbli......Read the rest...

...If I close my eyes I can almost smell the flowers buttoning into summer with a vibrant petal stir Walking through the lane I own a sweet review of all the roses that once hugged my fence ......Read the rest...

...Swirling flickers from a flame Whisper on the scented breeze And dance their mystic game. Burning wick as shadows change, Night skitters away in gentlest retreat From twirling flickers o......Read the rest...

...1. God, how I hate (when I can't go to sleep), HATE the feeling sleep never will come. In moments like this, I wonder if my death Might be a lover with real potential, Though the possibility of ......Read the rest...