Stiff Poems - Poems about Stiff

... I stood … on a mountain not nearly the highest but the air was clean … seraphic cold, but not bone-chilling keen, that it restore the marrow and course the blood more acutely it sharpened ......Read the rest...

...Disasters have plagued our planet since the dawn of time When primitive creatures rose from primordial slime And a comet came down to hit a dinosaur’s head, Causing a headache so bad, he was bet......Read the rest...

...It's rare that most would call me a hot head I am usually the coolest cucumber instead I have no tells, so their heads don't swell and I don't get entangled to soon But there is this tall lanky......Read the rest...

...In the days that gradually thin, sprinkled with the last strands of sand, Evening descends upon my old and warm soul, Bony and stiff fingers, yearning for the warmth of the waning summer, As the a......Read the rest...

...DID NIGHTMARE having Did is not all that’s cracked up to be. Having to try to remember what you did, day to day Having people say “ I wish I had DID” because when I don’t want to handle something ......Read the rest...

...I loved my life on the fish quay, among the fisherman's bays, Just to be involved in fish, And learn a skill that pays. Filleting fish all-day long, For chefs with Michelin stars, Local chippi......Read the rest...

...Up… Up!!! Objective unclear. mind seeps in flowing my dear. Separates in two My… the times out of tune. Dim, Dated, Drapes, form the blanket outside. What’s the point? We don’t need curfews. ......Read the rest...

...But why the short skirts Dear African ladies Yet you know the lines On your stiff legs Short skirts are not meant for you. Why don’t you let the whites Put on the short skirts Because God bl......Read the rest...

... I always feel the stiff breeze in my heart. The rumbling,rol......Read the rest...

...I am still holding my belly and rocking from side to side as if my mother had just died. Reality is mumbling between my teeth and tension is crawling up and down my stomach. The music is playing but ......Read the rest...

...The sharp knife of simplicity cut a transverse incision through my scalp. The hands of hope gutted out my psyche, deconstructed my mind, and organized it into a coherent tumor that fills the ga......Read the rest...

...Candyland Castle appeared in my front yard at dawn. With peppermint swirls and a stick of yellow taffy, said Ron. None of us believed him, he lies to us almost daily at work. But we followed him h......Read the rest...

...In a hundred days, it has seen me, A thousand times, by the old tree, A tomb, atleast for me, that still sings, The old tales, I sit on the worn out bench, Below the wornout street lamp, as if, ......Read the rest...

... A rouged sky paints a clown's face, on a dawn rising moon. The open earth, that not closed in by brooding trees, but is as spread-out acres, where the hush and harken darken eyes and ears, ......Read the rest...

... Where did she go, that girl in the photograph? Suspended in time, preserved like a fly petrified in amber, and petrified by life. Where is she now, that girl with furrowed brow? Beautiful y......Read the rest...