Puff Out Poems - Poems about Puff Out

...Politics in Hyde Park was at the end of a shtick FDR’s mouthpiece a cigarette holder suspended over his spinning wheels Pearl Harbor a puff of smoke It was a new deal It was big Th......Read the rest...

...my college year has been like wasted potential i tried to talk to someone they just step back all they need is puff i need to breath the air must've been so cool lying about me to the everg......Read the rest...

...Rippling soil sways in ways In ways a maestro drunkenly Displays their baton, Earth in Perfect fluid Earthen motion It conducts and plays en tandem The symphony of syrup season Rings through Ve......Read the rest...

...Bully me, yours truly never ordained, gifted, or blessed with mien mean characteristic evoking, jump/kickstarting, representing, nor zapping friend or foe courtesy fiery intimidation if anythi......Read the rest...

... Day after day it comes to these mud flats along with hot and hazy August mornings to feed on the returning tide’s bounty of small fish and other tiny sea life. The smell of sea-water ri......Read the rest...

... az the magic trick her sweet appearz again whilst my exits mine bathe and again nope no ......Read the rest...

.... Write hear Front yourn her mystical to i There'z no believe none That Puff ......Read the rest...

...I’m done with co-dependence or so I say I’ve burnt so many effigies for others I’m the giver in my codependency The taker burns all my oxygen She used to grant just a puff to breathe Her flame ......Read the rest...

... I lifted once this geminine up oh yessss mine dukes picked her'z ......Read the rest...

...He puffed the magic dragon Till he was ninety-three And frolicked in a smoky mist Beneath the ganja tree With little pipes and papers He loved to huff and puff It made him think such silly th......Read the rest...

...I’m craving a smoke I’m craving a drag, a poisonous and toxic puff of smog to fill my empty lungs to pass the time to feel the burn in my throat. I fill my body with solitude and me......Read the rest...

...I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world, As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled. I corrected hazy, crazy vision problems, wi......Read the rest...

...“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. “Glad to be here, Bob......Read the rest...

...Then: The sun rises. My world is small. Everything has yet to happen. One day, I'll go to school and learn important things - Like my brothers - I wish I was a year older. I wonder, "who am......Read the rest...

...I wish I had found the fountain of youth, So, I could experience once again. The happy firsts, even losing a tooth, From the magic land of “remember when”. My first storytelling record pla......Read the rest...