Vocabulary Poems - Poems about Vocabulary

... In my hunger, I saw a hallucination of heaven. From afar, visions of a golden glow, lustered, lingering above a crowded crossroad. This aura of agave aromatherapy, left an amorous aroma of rom......Read the rest...

... "I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."   E.E. Cummings Amber hues kissed twilight's platinum pigments that night, beckoning ivory pearls to weave patter......Read the rest...

... Some songs remain unwritten, so many unsung. Sometimes there are words, but no background music so I curse this refrain. Unable to find the perfect blend My art remains unappreciated, ......Read the rest...

... What's needed to write good poetry A vivid imagination and flair General knowledge and a good vocabulary Much love and you're almost there A sense of humour is also important Each ......Read the rest...

...I swim, and I swam, I play with words, like a poet therefore, I am. A float in the space of infinite vocabulary. Master of my imagination, enjoying the realization of my mental recreation. F......Read the rest...

...When life puts in you in these cages, where you meet people of different rages, and faces, it makes you seem horrible. I noticed you shirt which reminded me of the clothes my dad buys to dir......Read the rest...

...In the pocket of the evening, language floats – a cosmic virus, Its seeds unknown, brought on the wings of silent comets. It clings to people as the light of stars to the night-time tree crowns, W......Read the rest...

... Always been creative in one form or another It's definitely what turns my crank Sometimes I wish I could turn it off but no dice Been blessed with this very active mind Which can actu......Read the rest...

... "In those days there was no king in Israel: every man did that which was right in his own eyes." Bible, Judges 21:25 The word 'Anomie' is new to my vocabulary, but by definition, I am well ......Read the rest...

... Love is a silent emotion, invisible to open eyes. But, I saw the naked soul of her enigma - my universal truth. A pristine state of perfection. As her 'silence' whispered to my sou......Read the rest...

...Poetic verses manifest, for there is beauty unattained. We yearn for distant, lofty skies; for floating, contemplative clouds, and souls that overflow the eyes. Combustive, nameless hankerin......Read the rest...

... “My dance on life’s stage, is not to just to prance, But to create beauty, to raise human consciousness, For what good is life, without a balanced, ethical dance!” ......Read the rest...

...In the cosmic forge, where stars knead their ethos, there words were born, To be vestments for the pristine truth, obsidian fervor. They interlaced, shining fiery like a swarm of fireflies in the t......Read the rest...

...Once upon a midnight dreary, while I tapped my keyboard, my eyes bleary As I tried to write a novel that was no bore I looked for inspiration, how to avoid clichés temptation I’d write about rejuv......Read the rest...

... Really? discarding narrow thought flow crutch we learn directly by soft touch and what we garner we relay to the vast void in childlike play entwined thus with the universe we dance wit......Read the rest...