Anyway Poems - Poems about Anyway

...start writing-she said as if she knew about the contents of her head shave off pieces of stars motorway of answers ..... .. .......Read the rest...

...These days, actors and singers serve my catapult mayhem, sometimes they are catalyst too! I sing in between their lines of songs their churned up recorded whims, hums, and candid cataracts! And......Read the rest...

...Grandstanders are crooks as far I can tell Some grandstanders aren’t what can I say A mixed system is needed I do yell Dems weak and do zip homie. did foretell Biden’s Israel mid-east plan go......Read the rest...

...I’m writing with pen. Scribbling and doodling. Writing a rough draft. Then an even rougher draft. Falling asleep and knocking coffee all over my pages. Using up my whole notebook. Running to th......Read the rest...

...I’m busy again. Dusting, organizing, mopping. Everything is clean already. We already swept up all her old food. And mopped her muddy paw prints. It’s clean, it’s clean enough! They say. We do......Read the rest...

...I’m so lonesome I could cry Cry for the pup lost from the pack He’s gotta find comfort in winter I’m so lonesome feeling disconnected Cold comfort, but bees have a hive Everything is i......Read the rest...

...I wanted to build a skylight in my place. My friends thought it was spurious. So I went and built it anyway. Now the neighbors above me are furious. I got a dog a few months ago, but he doesn'......Read the rest...

...Little thoughts and notes we write A wish good morning, a kiss goodnight Between us two, no one can see Nor can by anyone perceive Don't ever feel you have to say Or put your heart out on disp......Read the rest...

...The school year’s ending. ‘Spring Fling’ is tonight (Saturday) the biggest event (concert) of the year, and next week - final exams. It’s hard to believe that I’ll be a senior in about 2 weeks - whe......Read the rest...

...Four months pregnant show them the belly. Real not plastic, Ultrasound glares pierce a lack of eye contact stuck at the Papa John's on Fountainbridge. Eleven PM. Drunken men to be avoide......Read the rest...

...Run headlong into it, your life for this time belongs only to you.. today may be the day your hurting soul says 'let me go' while another voice says 'please hold'. and I hope you do.. Othe......Read the rest...

...Would you kill . Come on why would you. Take a life Isn't it full off strife anyway. Go and puke in your soul.......Read the rest...

...ODD SOCKS EVERYWHERE! I wake up in the morning, And I don't know what to do, I can only find odd socks, This morning I have an interview! There's some with characters, But I can only find one......Read the rest...

...You're lips close to me Yet your heart is far away Let's part anyway.......Read the rest...

...There’s a box lying somewhere. Somewhere in a dusty cupboard. Somewhere behind old paper, older words, and wounds older still. Somewhere no one can find it. I think about it, sometimes. Some......Read the rest...