Boot Poems - Poems about Boot

...Spread it out on the ground and let’s see how far it reach; spread it out on the ground and you will see where destiny is bound; spread it out and measure it and you will know exactly if it fits. ......Read the rest...

... All is pristine White lights twinkle,reflected on fresh fallen snow. The black velvet backdrop of night Enhances the perception of silvery glitter. Each tiny flash excitedly gossips to their n......Read the rest...

...A fanta see overrides reality! Hello? I like to get positioned for sixty nine. Are you looking for a scheming, schlepping, and schvitzing writer? natural body and laid-back vibe?? I'm al......Read the rest...

...The ogre was irritated with the woman with the locket She had accidentally run off with his boot in her pocket He stumbled upon it a few months later in the woods. It had been created into a darli......Read the rest...

... Hillary drives a vehicle to the south pole, Gibson gives us the Flying V. In football we can now score an extra two points, and Legos blocks first hit the street. 50 inches of snow on Mason D......Read the rest...

...Do you know, You can melt your shoes? I bet your mother never told you that! So, I will tell you now, Rubber melts when held to the fire. The fire gobbles up the shoes......Read the rest...

...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the p......Read the rest...

...April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and fil......Read the rest...

...White as Snow All is pristine. White lights twinkle,reflected on fresh fallen snow. The black velvet backdrop of night Enhances the perception of silvery glitter. Each tiny flash excitedly g......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's rather dark and bleak in here and I think I've worked out why; We've nothing left to talk about - the conversation has run dry. We can be quite a jolly ......Read the rest...

...Trapped in my space suit Tied down to the launching pad Terrorized by the rocket Paralyzed to the surface The cold surface of my skin Basks in the judgmental sun Strapped in my race boot A d......Read the rest...

... the ivy crunches ‘neath my boot cold sounds that crisp the winds a snow has left its whitened soot not just the ground but with age found my head and cheeks … a......Read the rest...

... beware ... they are coming I hear them as they tap their invariable pulses on my spirit like steel drums in the Cruzan night all at once frightening and irresistibly intoxicating - the war......Read the rest...

...Convalescence of Richard McGeehan Spouse of my eldest sister marital bond fixed in place strong as mortise and tenon, he hales of hearty Irish stock genes of said septuagenarian analogous to ......Read the rest...

...April showers Drip drip drop, Little April Showers, Falling from the clouds, The rain drops down Each drip and drop sounds Different as it hits the grounds Natures musical melo......Read the rest...