Poems about fear

The Doorless Door

the gate to a land where life is pure is closed shut to us as long as stars emit the heat we need...

What we haven’t learned is that extremes gut us empty. Either masses, either riches, either...

When I’m concealed inside a rose, I’m mesmerized by dew. Butterflies touch my nose. I’m the blood...

He’s a tall story, a cautionary, free-range lies, a diversionary, nesting in a shallow reactionary...

The beauty of Hubble’s eye is its nearness to the edge of the imagined, enhanced. A glimpse of the...

Far, a day ago, a lecture precedes a new law, a gallery of men chat, interests on hand, women...