Coat Poems - Poems about Coat

... I don’t smoke, snort, or pop any pills, and don’t drink like a fish anymore. I don’t go partying all night long, girl, not like I used to do before. I don’t need to be that ramblin’ man, I a......Read the rest...

...This happened last Fall, during Thanksgiving break. Lisa and I were at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art), with her family, at an exhibit of Art Deco sculpture. Lisa and I came out of a gall......Read the rest...

...All gods, each god-man and god-woman, have preached love on earth. But who, except Jesus, has taught love for the enemy? Do good to those who do good—this we've learned from our birth. Love, He sa......Read the rest...

...Silence ! If you're quiet enough, You may hear the gossip of the Gods. Where your reflection well can listen, Between the myriad of facades. Now as the message comes to mind, You'l......Read the rest...

... I was born of fire I'll wear the embers of my past selves like a coat of armor Despite the Kingdom of Ash pooled at my feet I stand ......Read the rest...

...cat and dogs fur coat furniture after polished a newborn's bare butt luscious golden locks soft-spoken words from lover summer night cool breeze......Read the rest...

...Grandma’s button box and first aid kit were both mainstays in the kitchen. We knew she had everything to help us if we were hurting or itch'n. If we tore up our pants, got poison ivy or ripped a bu......Read the rest...

...My coat In the value of the user in value formation. Establishment of space use. It is necessary to be able to channel the dark gas of space into the coat. More power for application. I ca......Read the rest...

... A low wind prowls like a tiger in the long reeds. Water rats race across a brook creating arrowheads through the stream. From a tufted hillock I watch small fish darting, chasing edibles ......Read the rest...

...The Baltimore oriole sports an orange coat, But I haven't seen one; to L.A., they're remote. Their rich whistling song is a sweet herald of spring. Ones like Frank Robinson have a grea......Read the rest...

... - Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace - - Dalai Lama Winters storms have s......Read the rest...

... In the cool of an autumn morning my father and his friend, Jimmy Kerin, would go mushroom picking in paddocks way out past the last suburban fence. I would tag along not to pick but feel th......Read the rest...

...When I was younger, days moved softly, an endless waltz of hours beneath the cherry blossoms where I walked alone, convincing myself that solitude was sweet, that love was for the others. ......Read the rest...

...She chants a ditty when she splashes with ducks The mud hole under them is mighty with mucks. She’s getting dirty, her daddy said, looking at her coat. Don’t be a spoil sport, said grandpa, you ar......Read the rest...

...Ebony dragon and velvet miss, rich as wine You are thick and rich, and luxuriously fine I want to stroke you to enjoy your soft coat I see why upon you both my grandma doth dote.......Read the rest...