Ac Poems - Poems about Ac

...It is cold this April morning But I will not turn on the heat got double socks on my feet ate a bowl of warming cream of wheat Still cold this April morning Coffee hot to heat soul we......Read the rest...

... They used to call it the Empire State. But the empire isn't doing too great. Democrats in power, big ideas they plan. Too bad for the middle class and the forgotten man. Low-income high rise ......Read the rest...

...The story of a harrowing tragedy, A race carnage of terror and atrocity. A district that teemed with pride and achievement, But a place of hatred for white supremacists. With the terror and fea......Read the rest...

...Isis staind 27+ years... of scorpion stinging poison us marriage, whereby the missus and I, nevertheless experienced genesis as mama and papa respectively. (jest kibitizing) thus explain......Read the rest...

...Adolescent infatuations...never consummated Greetings reader from a cross between an aging seventy inch long (ringing ding dong) haired pencil necked geek and a Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe; ......Read the rest...

...We turned the mattress over, the world was leaning to one side, and heads were rolling. Bodies tipped over in the night, whole families were found to be slanted from the slippage. They say (m......Read the rest...

...Another year Without the things most hold dear No AC to cool me down None of the comforts of town No switch to turn on a light During the night Everywhere is home To those that roam No roof o......Read the rest...

...Transitions and Contrasts: Just like the Seasons Scorching, sweltering, drying, draining The Candle of the Sky, now a supernova Chirping birds cry out for drops of draught, The strays of streets ......Read the rest...

... grey clouds like shrouds hover cover wind speed like steed fright'ning lightning thunder sunder cryin' welkin raindrops fat plops muddles puddles pit pat......Read the rest...

... grey clouds hover umpteen ripples in puddles ~ natural AC ......Read the rest...

...It’s evening rush hour on 101 Parched hills burn golden Hemmed gnarled oaks see no road Crowded between cars heading home Smell the sage with windows rolled God’s garnish perfumes my nose His......Read the rest...

...Miss the quiet so go to the porch Drawn into its pleasure. Awesome way to start a day. Viewing nature's measure Water sprinklers imitate rain. Man's poor substitute Across the wa......Read the rest...

...It wears on you hot summer heat still hot at nine PM just want to stay inside a hundred and three, a hundred and five feels like blazes Lord Almighty how I love the ac too old to do with......Read the rest...

...Poetic paean to papa's princess Otherwise titled: Mien wonderful wedded divine wife...., whose piercing deliverance, a balm ameliorating tattooed strife despite being dirt poor, (especially......Read the rest...

...Inspired by a storyline from a fierce TV show, "Ultimate Force". With thanks and respect to our Special Air Service (SAS) and all those who fight for our country. May we show gratitude for your effor......Read the rest...