Day Old Poems - Poems about Day Old

Memorial day old soldiers ...Read the rest...

VNV RAP GROUP At first I wondered who are these old guys? Inspiration then dawned with the unyielding force of a new day’s reality; they are me! I’ve gained no special options apart from the others, these fourth place winners, of the Southeast Asian Team. In...Read the rest...

In-laws And their flaws Sisters and brothers Ma’s and Pa’s Some are sweet Some are cold Some are young Some are old They’re short They’re tall They talk too much But they never call Some will drink a coke Others will have a beer I hear someone saying “I’m...Read the rest...

A day of sadness a day of upset My son another job, he did not get Useless I felt there was nothing I could do Impotent in all I could say and do. My heart wrung for this son...Read the rest...

It's day one of the rest of our lives Beginning as it usually does But this one seems a little bit different The old world is all abuzz It's all abuzz with great excitement Something's about to take place Has this...Read the rest...

Time stood still, Darkness seemed to overcome me, When I received that call, I made frantic calls to my relatives, Trying to breathe out the sadness, You had been hospitalized, As the family gathered around, we were busy like bees trying to...Read the rest...

She is an old lady of 98 Living in her own time Saw the hearts of a Valentine Card Thought to herself where is mine With puzzled frown upon her face An old memory floated by Of a time and a...Read the rest...

One fine, blustering, autumn day an old gentleman walks from his home, If anyone wondered where he was going he was on his way to a forest, The old gentleman walked at a leisurely pace stopping now...Read the rest...

One fine blustering autumn day an old man puts on his boots pulls up his trousers off he goes, If anyone wondered where he was going it was to a forest a good long walk it...Read the rest...

One fine, blustering, autumn day an old gentleman walks from his home, If anyone wondered where he was going he was on his way to a forest, The old gentleman walked at a leisurely pace stopping now...Read the rest...

The day is sad and cold. The white pine at the forest's clearing pours sap, like tears From the many meaningless gashes of the hatchet's blade. A rogue shoelace dangles from a high branch. These things are acquired from the busy-ness of...Read the rest...

Buy one, get one free! Waste no time, come and see! If you are looking for a metaphor please check the green box at the front door. Similes are in a stack, take all you want Hiding under the wizard's...Read the rest...

It often trickles slowly, timid and shy From the inner eyelid of a song Or down the cheek of a distant mountain A sunset rising beyond the hill, or moonlight on the window sill A rose in bloom…a drop...Read the rest...

I reckon you could rightly say that I am from the old school, But some of the politically correct stuff today, as a general rule, Leaves me scratching my skull, baffled and so incredulous, Groping for the proper...Read the rest...

With each clenched fist that you punch me One step closer to hell you get For I will not always be ten years old And each beating you will live to regret With each open hand that you slap...Read the rest...