Palmer Poems

Palmer poems bring the best collection of short and long palmer poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great palmer rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these palmer poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on palmer are here for you.

2/55

2/55 short poem

Hotter riding home after fast-pitch practice than arriving this morning, my grand-girl asks if she can please turn on the air conditioner in my old truck. After my thumbs up she checks the dash, slides the temperature control to blue,

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Lightning Strike

Lightning Strike short poem

The lightning struck as hard as it could, almost as it would want to kill me. It was a lion, trying to get its prey. Lightning. It was raging, hard. It was running behind me, And I was running ahead

Bedfellows

Bedfellows short poem

It stormed all night rattling teeth and windows the small tribe of cats sheathed their claws for once crept into human beds drawn incapable of love to the safety of something larger a fleshy barricade to take the blows something

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The Stars Are Breaking

The Stars Are Breaking long poem

Have I been born of a curse; Rehearse The station just burst, A hole through it first; So it is like to be at the mercy, of this jury decided on perjury. A trial without annihilating the evil inside me,

Leave Me Alone

Leave Me Alone long poem

No thanks…I don’t feel like doing that today Tomorrow isn’t good for me either…can’t you Take a hint I just wanna be alone but you keep Trying to change me and my life well it may not Be much of

Boudoir

Boudoir short poem

Her dark skin and youth took the ironic decripitude out of the bargain store pictures tacked all across the wall fabric hung like proud vulvas declining to hide anything declining to invite – they were just soft walls rippling in

Laughing

Laughing short poem

Laughing is good for your health Laughing at others shortens your mind Laughing at self broadens your mind Laughing without reasons is a sure sign of damage to brain Laughing to kill time is wasting your senses laughing at one’s

I Am Here…

I Am Here... short poem

I am here In the world of fantasies… No pain,no agonies. Oh, it’s beautiful!!! I bathe in the alluring sun’s rays. I do not remember all those betraying days. I have no tear in my eye For I have lifted

The Sullied Self

The Sullied Self long poem

It is night again, And the darkness wakes it all up. Rooms left to collect, the dust of Fault and dissent, and the Forgotten madness of bygone days. We have created so much with nothing, And done nothing with so

Dreamwork

Dreamwork short poem

Crafted in a fine web like Gossamer design… DREAMWORK on a star stream In a timeless circle, circling the Great nebula divine, third eye Projection, rowing in stardust And in the river of Eridanus… Well the dream has just begun

Maa’s Love

Maas Love short poem

A mother and son returning from the school mother carrying the heavy bag and the bottle in one hand, another fully extended— covering the child’s head with a palm overworked lending little shade from the scorching Mumbai sun her own

Now I Am Nothing

Now I Am Nothing short poem

Why can’t you see that I am love? Look into my eyes and you will see the two of us, Locked in each other, earning each other’s trust. Lost in love and feeling loved up. All those times you said

Letter To My Child

Letter To My Child short poem

You ask if I believe in God. I think He’s left us all alone like sweaty children in a mall, searching for our mothers. But one glance at your tenderly upturned face, I can only breathe of white angels, gossamer

Womens Day

Womens Day short poem

Life starts through her A blessing she confer A pain hard to infer a sweet ending to refer She stands strong When things go wrong With a smile and a song Filled with hope and faith along She’s is hard

Ode to a Mosquito

Ode to a Mosquito ode

O lady of the night O lady mosquito What cruel trick of nature Would divine to make it so That war must rage In perpetuality Where you should seek To give me strife And I should seek To take your

I Played A New Song

I Played A New Song short poem

I played a new sound between strings held in tension untaught fingers creating magic with the ear I liked the sound of me unchained melody tiptoeing between the rhythm of my beating heart I hum a song hardly sung before

Waiting

Waiting short poem

Making promises is his habit Violating is his nature Traits make one like him Why then the feelings capture. Recoiling of impatient intestines Swings of heart, jumps of spirits Chest throbbing with impatience Is the specific poser that hurts? For

Daughter

Daughter prose poem

The two strangers met each other to mingle and lead rest of their life all together The two in course of time were to become three The two dreamt of a baby boy but were disappointed when they found it

Princess

Princess short poem

Sometimes I feel like a princess Even when My hair’s a mess The morning dew has dried Before I stumble from slumber Haphazard teeth brushing Scrappy tee shirt, bikini tied Splash Water on face Awake! Princess comes alive Where the

Intellect

Intellect short poem

The hurt begins to move and meets in a funeral procession. For aging fireworks this was the last chance, but lake had dried up. There was no fall tonight of the moon All the stars had gone for a memorial

Childhood Trifles

Childhood Trifles short poem

Those days the sun flew over me like corn flour, freshly ground at the millrace. Even in winter it was yellow when I pressed it down with my thumb, like an unfastened button on my chest. I could hardly cut

Milestone

Milestone long poem

Quixotic life brings wonderful thinking In such wee hour of foggy winter night Sitting on the spacious balcony with rural setting Feeling the favour of native care. With drowsy eyes. It is not uncommon in recent Thou has started to

Forever mine

Forever mine short poem

It was first an argument, then it became a fight, it was almost over, when I called him last night Fear was running after, silent I was for a while, knowing that he was right, I said sorry with a

I Remember

I Remember short poem

I remember my dear that evening of ecstasy, Moonlight seeping through the window panes, A witness of our love-making. You made me feel so special that evening! That stolen kiss- my life’s biggest bliss. That cuddly embrace, Placing my head

Anguish And Alzheimer’s!

Anguish And Alzheimers! short poem

Photograph by “Alan Mackenzie” He screamed helplessness and fear, Anger arising in a depth of raw emotion, His exasperating anxiety and despair, This cruel mental decay of Alzheimer’s. Acceptance hung in the desperate air, Petulance always only a breath away,

Dusk

Dusk short poem

Dusk has fallen Quietness tempered by the soft rustling of leaves Whispering and nodding in sweet conversation Helped by the gentle breeze Birds’s lullabies Happy with their young Trees majestic, multiple limbs extended Protectors day and night Far off mountains

Every Time I’m Around You

Every Time Im Around You short poem

Well I can just imagine being your one and only and spending the rest of my life with you baby I can see it all so clearly in my mind in some magic place in time but you don’t even

Poetic Doses

Poetic Doses short poem

Really focus lately,less moving,more thinking Creating my poetic dosage More painting, more illustrating, my reasons Splashing in poetic motion Adapting to the season and grateful I’m still breathing Thankful for the pain mixed in with the joy giving my life

Dreaming For Equality

Dreaming For Equality short poem

One man went to bed late last night while the moon shone hopeful and so bright. He woke up with a dream fresh in his mind, a dream of people who lived to be kind. His dream was full of

Heads High

Heads High short poem

But there is an anti-particle to wvery particle in this universe” The physics teacher quoted in class twelfth “Ally with real life” he said, And a life lesson was learnt that heyday. “to every single ‘event’ there is an ‘anti

I Had An Egg Today.

I Had An Egg Today. prose poem

They’ve often asked if I was restricted by a religion, But “I just can’t eat” had always been my sermon. However, I was fascinated by how they made it And why their tongues galloped as they tasted. So I took

Damn The Self Righteous!

Damn The Self Righteous! short poem

Down through your nose you peer at me As if I don’t belong The gossip you have swallowed Has infected your cruel tongue For you have nothing good to say Nor better things to do Than let your tiny mind

Nothing Is Impossible

Nothing Is Impossible short poem

Warming the heart Of someone so cold By kissing deadly lips Letting the truth unfold Lifting the soul Of someone who’s down By loving their personality And always being around Changing the ways Of someone unchangeable By letting them stay

Born To Live

Born To Live short poem

Will stand alone, challenging time. In the world, which never seems to be mine- Fake people, shallow souls, Sometimes, even my shadow was not mine. Betrayal and breaking trust, Was a routine and was absolutely fine. Playing with people’s emotions-

The Sound Of Muzak

The Sound Of Muzak short poem

No matter the ups and downs, Or the criss-crossing silver lines With the shadows- The clash of words and images And the confusions that reign; All drown when the notes play. Fade away when the chords resonate- With lyrics so

Show that you Care

Show that you Care short poem

Stay true to you Stay away from the other you Don’t lie and you wont ever cry Don’t do the things you shouldn’t do And don’t feel troubled about the things you did or want to do Stay strong, don’t

Vastness

Vastness short poem

I am a child Standing on the vast sea shore Collecting sea shells to quench My curiosity I don’t know what an oyster is I know only the shells. The waves sweep high above my height The sea sometimes wails

Positiveness Smiles

Positiveness Smiles short poem

I have been having people young and matured around With feelings and motives each has a different ground I searched among them an ideal which mind conceived But whenever I stopped thinking in someone I achieved Journey not ended an

Our Story Told

Our Story Told short poem

When did we become this? When did it change? When did “I love you” Start feeling so strange? When did “I’m sorry” Just turn into words? When did the feelings Just turn into hurt? How did this happen? I ask

Comfortably Numb

Comfortably Numb short poem

Each day brings a new turmoil unfazed i stand it pricks me like a needle and i keep standing tall don’t even acknowledge the sting am becoming numb another threshold another day am waiting for the moment when i finally