Poems About Teens Published by Members Recently Online
#teens
The Angle of Incidence
The Angle of Incidence
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
#teens
#marriage
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
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5 Comments
The Angle of Incidence
The Angle of Incidence
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
#teens
#marriage
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
341 reads
5 Comments
The Angle of Incidence
The Angle of Incidence
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
#teens
#marriage
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
341 reads
5 Comments
The Angle of Incidence
The Angle of Incidence
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
An experience,
However
Temporarily
Escaping
The daily
Run
Of the mill
Routine,
May
Feel
Well
Worth it
If the angle
Of incidence
Covers
The gap
Between
The unnumbed
Reality
Of stark living
And that
Pounding
Sense
Of mindless
Security
That
Comes
In the wake
Of turning
Off
The accountability
For the life
Someone
Seems
To have made
For...
#teens
#marriage
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
#LifeCycle #nostalgia
341 reads
5 Comments
DEFINING MOMENT OF LIFE
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#teens
#sex
#rhyming #pregnancy
#rhyming #pregnancy
319 reads
3 Comments
DEFINING MOMENT OF LIFE
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#teens
#sex
#rhyming #pregnancy
#rhyming #pregnancy
319 reads
3 Comments
DEFINING MOMENT OF LIFE
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#teens
#sex
#rhyming #pregnancy
#rhyming #pregnancy
319 reads
3 Comments
DEFINING MOMENT OF LIFE
![restricted poem](/images/extremecontent.jpg)
#teens
#sex
#rhyming #pregnancy
#rhyming #pregnancy
319 reads
3 Comments
Hymn to the Maiden
There are fields in the mind
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
#teens
#childhood
#pagan #Britain
#pagan #Britain
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12 Comments
Hymn to the Maiden
There are fields in the mind
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
#teens
#childhood
#pagan #Britain
#pagan #Britain
154 reads
12 Comments
Hymn to the Maiden
There are fields in the mind
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
#teens
#childhood
#pagan #Britain
#pagan #Britain
154 reads
12 Comments
Hymn to the Maiden
There are fields in the mind
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
endless fields stained in gold
where I’d lay in the harvest,
stalks erect beneath the sun
listening to the gentle chatter
of seeds shivering in their husks.
Anglia grew wheat, and hops
and rapeseed. Settlements
built on boggy fens and
Roman rule
and so I’d lay gazing at the sky
dreaming of coins and rings
and treasures laying dormant
inches below the soil, thinking ...
#teens
#childhood
#pagan #Britain
#pagan #Britain
154 reads
12 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Teens Published by Members Recently Online