Unusual Poems - Poems about Unusual

...Last night I was human. I was my "normal" self. Somehow, I've shrunk by five-foot-one! Now I'm a mouse upon a shelf. My heart sinks as I look down Upon the cat that was my friend. No purrs. M......Read the rest...

...How lucky I feel to live for real, melancholia that is hard to reveal imagine.scribble. gives me chill Live in austerity, an innocuous thrill How lovely I feel to have this pen in my hand you......Read the rest...

...Their feeding habits seem unusual. Could this be why their honey’s a unique taste? These bees feed on decaying carrion. With powerful mandibles they chew the dead and then mix it with the sweetes......Read the rest...

... It has just come to me, As I lay here thinking, How sorry it seems to be And what a crying shame That I am left behind, A fish washed up on shore, A lonely cub separated And abandoned by ......Read the rest...

...I declare that feeling rage is too awful and insane, it's a trap we have fallen into one time or another; we deceived, we lied and went much further: when guilt stains our conscience we are done! ......Read the rest...

...Our unusual and unique identifying marks spiraled on our fingertips......Read the rest...

...He enters the room with raw emotions as he reflects on the commotion that lead him to file the case, he had blood dripping from his eyes and he swore to get the man that throw urine in his bed and br......Read the rest...

...“The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me.” Emerson ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Slash, Loblolly, and Jelecote~curious names for the majesti......Read the rest...

...stasis covered veneratons pictorially preserved in allegory orthodox & unusual idealized imagery ......Read the rest...

...What is this atrocity, What is this uniquely unparalleled monstrosity, What is this element with undefined velocity, What is this singular, peerless challenger of viscosity! What is this impl......Read the rest...

...Come and touch the mirror of my soul before I grow old; come and touch the mirror of my soul before the sun goes down and the evening gets cold. I wake up this morning with nothing on my mind but ......Read the rest...

...The sun is melting at a hundred and five degrees and the wind is swirling in the trees, the petals are opening wide in the skies and the motorcycles are rolling by. Hundreds of them in line rolling d......Read the rest...

...Foureyes is my name. Seeing everything in the frame, On the left, On the right, Everything is blurry to my sight. Which is good from my perspective, Less definition is my objective. As the vis......Read the rest...

... Last night, my mind started wandering around the hills and hollers of the olden days again. That is not unusual as the older I get, the more time I seem to spend there. Sometimes I wonder if it’s o......Read the rest...

...Temporal incarnation of Aphrodite... induces idyllic reverie delight evoking similar surge, when skirting, and eluding fidelity defining the marital law on par with courting in flagrante deli......Read the rest...