Tags Sounds
Sights and SoundsA Poem by Alfred Kukitzaway we go! |
Chocolate TruffleA Story by TheClownDuring times when our life is not going precisely the way we had planned it to go, things tend to get gloomy.It is during these gloomy times when we t.. |
Futile SymphonyA Poem by Richard MuellerBittersweet |
What's in a Sound?A Poem by Savannah B.A car alarm in the distance, It won't stop going off. It's relentless, so persistent Like a sickening cough. The strings are playing something .. |
Winter ConjuringA Poem by Earl SchumackerA Quintain in 4 stanzas |
SilenceA Poem by The MaverickWhen one does not understand a language, all words are sounds. When one does, its stirrs one. |
Invaded IdentityA Poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Be..Description of Invasion into poets identity. |
City MusicA Chapter by Mariah RenaeI pull the front door closed behind me and lock it.Perky tiles charm the walls and floor of the hallway.Pattering down four flights of stairs,I press.. |
the forever of todayA Poem by Alfred Kukitzthe forever of today in a mile of quiet stop to hear ancient sounds of yesterday what......may you ask is ancient............ nothing, water, b.. |
EscapeA Poem by Bell Spaldingthe word splurge that cometh from a brutal writer's block. But I'm disinclined to open an account and not write anything, so, here we are. |
In the HospitalA Poem by Debbie BarryNo one really rests in the hospital. |
ParisA Poem by Bell Spaldinghave some poetry, for the 2 or 3 people that actually read my writing |
Calming Grace of.... soundsA Poem by OnlymeThe calming grace of sounds...The gentle pitter-patter of light raindropson my window pane.The gentle sound of wind. On my windchimes at my front door.. |
Sights & Sounds Of Nature.A Poem by OnlymeMoonbeams and shoot starsilluminating the midnight sky.An owl and a bat are spottednearby both on a large oak tree.A rabbit scurries into some bushes... |
My HouseA Poem by Gypsy Dreamer"moving in to a new home" |
Listen closelyA Poem by TrappedSometimes listening can be more powerful than any other sense. |
A Minor ChordA Poem by Ken Simm.Dancing in windows And singing old songs out of time The playing of constant voices unheard Can you then still hear me Lost in my.. |