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Under The Table Poems - Poems about Under The Table

Under The Table Poems - Examples of all types of poems about under the table to share and read. This list of new poems is composed of the works of modern poets of PoetrySoup. Read short, long, best, and famous examples for under the table.
From The Bottom Of The Cup
...I've toiled in shadows, my hands calloused and worn, Laboring silently, my spirit tattered and torn. For the promise of pennies, I've bent my back low, While the masters of plenty reap what I sow.......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, america, analogy, change, community,
Form: Free verse

Apparitions
...morning stillness I sit at my table and look out the window after rain the sun pokes through clouds waking dreams ......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, dream, morning, nature,
Form: Cinquain
Premium Member From Pompeii
... He appeared out of nowhere and convinced me to sit with him for a drink. His eyes were wide and glistening, his brow - of the knowledge within. I asked him his name and where he had been living......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, death, fate, fear, for
Form: Free verse
Premium Member When Silence Speaks
... Now you have gone away, I have not much to say. Remembering sitting on the bay, even when the big clouds were gray. I know you could not stay, what I would give for one more day. You went on......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, bird, day, dream, love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Disaster
... I went for my early morning run, just me and my young son. It was to be a lot of fun, then home for a hot cross bun. We waved to Mary's grandson, <>...Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, fun, giggle, mom, son,
Form: Rhyme

The Plaintiff
...He enters the room with raw emotions as he reflects on the commotion that lead him to file the case, he had blood dripping from his eyes and he swore to get the man that throw urine in his bed and br......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, beauty, betrayal, business, change,
Form: Narrative
That is Not My Name
...the lunchbox moment. I can feel the looks of disgust as I make my way to the table, I sit down, others stand up, walk away. kids grimace at the meal I’ve placed in front of myself, “ew” and “wh......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, race, racism,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member that will teach me
...I have one of those faces that tells on me As sure as if I had opened my mouth The crowd around the table is laughing They all saw my face fall They know it’s too late to bluff. There is no purp......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, humor,
Form: Narrative
Regret Me
...You will regret me I said waveringly not realizing the seriousness of the words just spilt out over my tired lips you will regret not treating me the way you treat other girls for is my worth com......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, analogy, emotions, heartbroken, lost
Form: Free verse
In the heart of the country, a veil of mystery and melancholy floats
...In the heart of the country, a veil of mystery and melancholy floats, And threading along the leaf of life, these methods seem a sinister symphony. Open borders, and immigration comes like an under......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Hooked Fish
... Nervous I sat, waiting to be called. I wasn’t sure what it was he said, but it meant a lot to me. Then I realized, he was not talking to me. <>...Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, me, scary, spoken word,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Relevance of Unspoken Poetry
... "The Relevance of Unspoken Poetry" These are “my people”, are they not? I spread my wings like a Cormorant and went deep diving deep deep deep full speed, into the......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, muse,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Poetry of Stone Soup, Part VI
...I like my soup hot, fresh, cold but bone broth is the basis for what makes soup, soup. Not stones. Stones have no nutritional value. Throw me a bone and I’ll put in my soup. All alone. By itself,......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
We are his legacy
...This is my continent, our complement We are soil without component This are our roots, a superstition And sky blue cinematic religion I am you and you are me So we are his only being We......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, africa,
Form: Rhyme
Move
...You sit there year after year looking at me as if you don’t care, you sit there picking your nose and smelling your polished toes, time is on your hand and you have got to leave that man, the whole r......Read the rest...
Categories: under the table, books, business, deep, earth,
Form: Narrative

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