Spell It Out Poems - Poems about Spell It Out

...In the timeless tumult of time’s tempestuous tide, I find myself adrift, with neither rudder, nor guide. Each crest and trough, a murmured decree of fate, In this ceaseless sea, I strive to naviga......Read the rest...

...In the shadows, where the night is dark and deep, Aurorabelle DeVil weaves her wicked spell, with a heart that's cold as sleep, and a wicked little grin that tells the tale. The moon above, the only ......Read the rest...

...Oh, to be beautiful... The drop dead gorgeous type the let me revel in the hype that follows my cat walk stride kind Oh, to be beautiful... the beauty pageant kind the stop in your tracks and......Read the rest...

... Translucent Romance The sound of a love , Like the flight of a dove , As she soars through the skies, Like a verse rhyming high, That might make her cry , Like a beautiful sigh , Just m......Read the rest...

...Too close to the edge, I was once To rain and storm, I used to dance I used to play with the sun and moon Hoping my glory would come to soon I chased my fate on deathly plains Hoping that......Read the rest...

...Poem written for "Are You A Mouse Or A Mountain Poetry Contest" Matt Caliri, Sponsor 5/25/2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In Mildred's bed, as dawn did break, A stir, a tw......Read the rest...

...In the heated performance of the day, summer wet evenings close the curtains, concluding with a thunder jest and a gift of wipe. The crawling claws of the ceaseless winds surr......Read the rest...

... Quote By Poet: "I like to bring my imagination out in writing so you can bring your imagination out in reading." Books call my name, the bookstores are not to blame. Writing books and ......Read the rest...

...In the silence, I feel it stir, a spark within my fingertips a gentle nudging, a whispered promise, to bring forth the unseen the hand, a vessel, a sacred tool, a bridge between the heart and mind ......Read the rest...

... In shadows draped, my night empress does glide, Amidst the moonlit meadow’s misty sigh, Her raven locks, a midnight river’s tide, Flow ‘neath the moonbeam’s haunting silver sky. Her eyes, o......Read the rest...

...In the golden light of morning bright, We gather, hearts aglow with delight, Kids and grandkids all around, Behind the drapes and corners of the house, off we’re bound. We play a game of......Read the rest...

...For My Children - Daniel Henry Rodgers As dawn's first blush ignites the eastern sky—a cool Caress of dew upon the breeze—and the birds' serenad......Read the rest...

...Why should I be as one to veileth herself, asking God, why thy Lilith? You who made me of filth and impure sediment Unlike the first man, made of dust or earth What cause am I to deserve bedevi......Read the rest...

...Our world seems to be filled with endless waves of chaos Everywhere you turn it tends to be following us Where can you go to avoid its relentless grip on everyday life Trying to confront it just s......Read the rest...

...In the depths of the soul's shadows, the artist is a living flame, a spark of magic, Seeking eternal themes that shine beneath the ancient vaults of the sky, To reveal them under the mantle of nigh......Read the rest...