8Th Poems - Poems about 8Th

The earth holds stories, secrets old trees keep, deep inside, it's true, ?My uncle's farm, where family wisdom feels so real, fresh and new. ?When soil I touch, old memories bloom, like whispers from a cozy room, ?A history carried by the wind, chasing every scary, chilling gloom. Yet most days, I’m trapped, a pheonix in...

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Observing from afar, Experiencing who You are, A star in the universe, Writing your own verse, In a story you rehearse, Reversing the roles, Filling in all the holes, As the chapter unfolds, You know what it holds, You're the creator of the mold, It's doing just as its told, As you unload emotions, Airwaves are...

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I would be wearing a backpack and puppies would be hanging out of it. Their tongues would be hanging out too, and they would be smiling. Eight, nine, ten, eleven puppies. Because you cannot have too many. My face would host an enormous smile. I would proudly show the holes where teeth used to be. To let you know that...

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Mandarina duck was bragging a teensy bit Blue jay heard of it, and threw a giant fit She was speaking of her crest as if it was unique I have a crest also, Bart the blue jay did speak Mandarina duck preened, showing off her black and white trim. I have that too, Bart pointed out to a cardinal named...

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Curly haired Carlotta brought her curls onto our bus Filling it up from seat to seat, annoying many of us. Her hair grew an inch every fifteen minutes you see. We could barely speak to each other for it was not wee. These curls went down the aisle and into the seats. Two guys sitting on some of it were...

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Super Hero Heart Henrietta Heaven’s Helpful Hand Blew in swiftly, barely touching her feet on corn or land We watched her flit here, there, under, over, around and through. She got little accomplished but certainly entertained me and you....

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Every pirate west of the Caribbean had heard of Captain Gary Bee. He was reputed to be way younger than the next captain at twenty-three. We were anxious to meet him, so we invited him to tea. He strutted in with short pants, that barely covered up a knee. It is rude to ask pirate captains their age, so...

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Lively little lucky Lucy Lulu Manages milk cows who cannot moo Noting Nor a Nebraska Gnu Overseeing the ornery ocean blue Providing pike for little Lucy Lulu...

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Weaving a web through dimensions, Each reality an extension, A learning session, Aiding in ascension. Weaving a path within, Infinite positions to sit in, Waiting on perfection. An intersection of timelines, Creating the perfect design, My mind traces the lines, I find I'm doing fine, The design has been refined, The whole picture divine, Each life...

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I have to constantly outguess, outrun and outfox Because I am their mother said my crunchy cereal box This mystified me; I was blank, wordless at best I read her advertisements again, thinking this was a test....

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Gladys, an old lady, forgot she was ninety-two Her body cannot do what it could at fifty-two She climbed the farmer’s fence and dropped down six feet Broke her hip, elbow and neck, said her son, Old Pete In the hospital waiting for surgery Ninety-two! She yelped. Surely that cannot be! Old Pete stomped off angry, and left her with me. I...

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I watch the ghost glider She is lightly swinging in a methodical rhythm Could it be the wind? I look at the leaves on my honeysuckles None of them are moving Welcome, I say inside my head to the spirit child I hear a small thank you...

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Although she looked like a dainty delight That gorgeous faerie queen was not quite right Bad-talked people before they were out of sight She was grouchy and mean, all day and night Her green eyes were glowing, extremely bright She had blonde hair that was curly and light She appeared two weeks ago just past twilight What comes from her mouth simply...

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three bear cubs walked out of the trees onto the driveway... they were coated from head to tail with caterpillars... and spent the next half hour licking the crawling protein off... it was not to be wasted according to instinct too prepare for next winter now... len ...

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A Little Fish I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for my evening meal. Headless and nicely packed they were, except for one that had a head-on was alive. I filled water in a jar. Put the sardine in and fed it bread crumbs. The headless sardines in the tin, so still and dead, I could not eat them,...

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