Collinwood Poems

Collinwood poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of collinwood poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on collinwood are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Black Forest

The Black Forest long poem

Well I am no stranger to the kiss of death … the closer the sun sets I can hear you calling to me creature of the night where the winter roses grow in the cold, icy wind and falling snow…

Widow’s Hill

Widow’s Hill long poem

Even when the night air is calm and still you can hear the wailing of women from the past that flung themselves off of WIDOW’S HILL to the cold, cold ocean below and legend has it at Collinwood they’re waiting

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Widow’s Hill

Widow’s Hill long poem

Even when the night air is calm and still you can hear the wailing of women from the past that flung themselves off of WIDOW’S HILL to the cold, cold ocean below and legend has it at Collinwood they’re waiting

The Black Forest

The Black Forest long poem

Well I am no stranger to the kiss of death … the closer the sun sets I can hear you calling to me creature of the night where the winter roses grow in the cold, icy wind and falling snow…

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Today

Today short poem

Today is almost gone and I haven’t seen anything to make me think I’m wrong and Outside it’s so hard because everything is made of rocks and stone and The sun burns our skin and if it wasn’t for our

After Midnight

After Midnight short poem

Eerie sounds all around deep in the heart of the graveyard AFTER MIDNIGHT, shadows appear and seem to move, heartbeat like thunder in a state of fright, they’re coming from all around, I try to scream but can’t make a

Kirsche Dawn, Captcha

Kirsche Dawn, Captcha prose poem

I know not whether it was of ginger, berry or bergamot _it was fabric and she wore it instantly like a shimmer_ voluptuous almond ‘vollmond’ of gothic ‘purpur’, voice creature telling glow-in-the-dark lies _beautiful. Entering. Barrel organ unravelled and chimes

Wonderland

Wonderland short poem

You and I in a wondrous place, We’ll hide and love in this romantic place. We hear silence in a fairylike lawn, Our noisy steps are trembling in a grassy mud zone. We promise eternity in a secret garden. You

Leap Year

Leap Year short poem

Leap Year and Jupiter in good favor Everything is changing now for the Better…all the dreams I’ve dreamed Forever are all finally coming together Just like a heartbeat louder than thunder In the icy wind of late Winter…three decades In

Love Is

Love Is long poem

Love is It is not just doing what crosses your mind without thinking about it or doing things just to look good It is much more bringing a genuine smile in the face of a child or truly promising that

Lady On A Bicycle

Lady On A Bicycle short poem

He met her Lady on a bicycle She flashed her sweet smile Her lovely hair Flowing with the wind Surprised and captivated He managed only a half smile And she was gone Ringing bell dying in the distance Lady and

Longing

Longing short poem

I ask you to bring many things When you plan to visit me I search for those expectantly Forgetting the speech of your eyes And miss your presence The glowing rainbows and the blue sky You created in my room

An Aqueous Dream

An Aqueous Dream short poem

One aqueous night I dream We are pure water in a rill; Sashaying down a frilly hill We sinuate in one stream. In a lowly bed of translucent Sand, the moon’s up crescent Runneth over; we fill her up That

Indian Paintbrush (My Favorite Wildflower)

Indian Paintbrush (My Favorite Wildflower) short poem

In early spring, The Indian Paintbrush, A lush plant, Begins appearing in every color of the spectrum. Continually blooming throughout the summer, Across Dad’s trap-line. The spectrum of colors, Indicate the different minerals that are found in the soil. The

Incomplete

Incomplete prose poem

The night was inky black The stars were out to play The wind picked up its midnight rhythm The cold raced up and down her arm She stood still and looked on At the At the gaping nothingness beyond Ears

Anguish

Anguish short poem

There is not a space left to withdraw, For the eyes to draw respite From seemingly cornering stares That seem to hold me tight Not more intrusive than a sweeping fly That rests to tinker the open savoury A thought

Love

Love short poem

Love glitters on the grassy cliffs- Slowly…….Slowly….. It enters in to the hearts. Life starts to glide – On the little wings of its carrier. It blooms like a beautiful flower. The fragrance spreads all over. Slowly…….slowly… It enters to

Clever Boy

Clever Boy long poem

Yippeeee it’s time to go for a walk, I was beginning to think my person forgot, It seems like a week since she last took me out, I hope she will let me run all about. Ooooh I might see

Chess

Chess short poem

The money and the power, like hand in glove, ruling the world from ivory towers, above. Like pawns on a chessboard we follow commands, coolly manipulated by cold corporate minds. They reap the harvest that they bought with our souls,

Take Me Away

Take Me Away short poem

White snow can’t bother me While I step my feet one by one Run away from that arrogant castle Behind the big big hills I don’t need this pretty white dress I just want to feel the sunlight I don’t

How Should I?

How Should I? short poem

How should I mend my broken heart When the trust of mine is lost How should I move on When I wake up in the night and cry like hell How should I love again When I miss what was

Something To Say…

Something To Say… short poem

Am I happy? Am I sad? Have I been good? Have I been bad? Look at me crippled Over there Look at me dancing Everywhere Am I really sitting still? Am I climbing up that hill? I am weaving my

A Wondering Soul

A Wondering Soul short poem

I searched for tranquility in more ways than one, but yet it is still hard to reach. My soul wonders from place to place without fear or stability. Once I thought I found a home near by the countryside with

I See My Happiness In You

I See My Happiness In You short poem

Remember the times when you were enlightened Remember the times you smiled Remember when dark times brightened Remember you were a happy child Nothing has changed since then I’ll still be there for you There’s no need of the word

Revolt Of A Sutra

Revolt Of A Sutra short poem

Spooked by a two headed snake, a double of a living person squirms. A moral crisis comes out of a cage. The private space is violated and bloodbath of robins start- to understand the unrest. Antimatter will keep the mystery

December 17th

December 17th short poem

a white sheet covered the semi-permafrost, steam formed a carpet over the delicate car windows, the blue curtain in the sky, splattered with white bleach stains, the best kind, the wanted kind, as your name was dragged from the heavens

I Look To You

I Look To You long poem

I look to you in Autumn’s merge with the climax of love for the fragrance of scented leaves in the trees I look to you in the quaint forest all alone with the howling of owls in the distance through

The Occasional Traveler

The Occasional Traveler short poem

This is a poem of male roads. It starts with an ordinary road made up of daily traffic plus the occasional traveler impulsively joining the regulars. Unlike them he cannot calculate whether or not it is worth such risk. The

Joy

Joy short poem

She came to me unannounced,Like a thief. I wasn’t ready for the kind of peace she brought My capacity was too low to store her I wasn’t ready to share my space. So I gave her the wrong part of

Veil

Veil prose poem

We have been taught. We have been programed. The veil grows thicker over our eyes. Our senses are limited. We see very little. Remove the veil. Think past what you were taught. Break the cocoon you’ve been encased in. Look

The Manikarnika Ghat

The Manikarnika Ghat ode

My arms ached rowing amidst the muddy water of the holy river.. My head reeled battling against the flighty stress carving my mind.. My eyes crammed pursuing peace, as I strived amid the holy river.. The night was dark my

Simplicity

Simplicity short poem

Simplicity : What happened to being Legitimately fair? What happened to feeling Cosy about your hair? What’s wrong with bushy eyebrows? What’s wrong with bumpy skin? Try to adjust it, you spend hours Doing workouts to become thin? Do you

There Is No End

There Is No End ode

Oneness of creation Simple observation A disease is there Herbs will care Are you feeling ill? Is your face dull? A medicine plant Flourishes to grant Healing To ease your painful feeling A perfect nature Surrounding you With balance and

Dark Moonlight

Dark Moonlight short poem

Watching from pin hole lamps of baked clay. Every thorn was in my flesh. I was losing my voice in crowd of maniacs. Dragonflies climbing on worn leather. Through cracked sunroof – skull splinters into million heirlooms. Fever climbs the

Friends

Friends long poem

This is a post dedicated to the crazy people who were and who are out there. Life shows new things every day, Some are sad, Some happy. Some are interesting, Some dull. Some make us cry, Some make us laugh.

Fake Empathy

Fake Empathy short poem

The ones causing misery of contemptuous scorn All naturally be present pretentiously to mourn With affected sympathy an overly visible display Assigned triviality living for dead stand and pray Mocked for held beliefs in absence since revered Daubed with fragrances

Mirror Ravaged

Mirror Ravaged short poem

I was deeply annoyed. One by one they were falling, walking in quagmire. For duplicating rights? Dead pelicans, pouch empty. Somebody was picking ants from the air. Give me some cold pack, my head is throbbing hot, I am burning.

The Good Fight

The Good Fight short poem

Into the bowels of my being I go, searching for who I am. Far out into the
 Universe
 I search, as far
 as the eye can see. So many questions
 I have, but true answers
 a rare commodity. Frustrations mount,

Words

Words short poem

Words …… They are there! Deep inside Ready to give voice. They want to be like caresses, Words of joy and happiness, Softness make braids, Words, remedies to the woes Sweet words that burst Like balloons and they have fun,

A Cry To The People

A Cry To The People prose poem

The chains of unity bind us together. The cloak of conformity makes us one and the same. The mask of the emotionless shows us that we were made to wear the same face. They tell us that it is good