Alarms Poems - Poems about Alarms

... Sky merging with earth An illusion called horizon Life merging with pleasures ......Read the rest...

...Tears were driping timeless and no longer fleeding once, sleeves I used as for wiping my snot and no longer cared for being dunce. Tissues were just a meters from bathroom away, but my eyes ju......Read the rest...

...Rooster starts to crow sun chases away night's stars- No alarms required......Read the rest...

... Wham-o’s old Pluto Platter, gets a brand-new name. Fred and Ethel say farewell, Dick Clarke gets his fame. The Cat in the Hat is born, Bogie has moved on. Hurricane Audrey rages, while Pau......Read the rest...

... In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness wronged-vaped, winged to the w......Read the rest...

...It was strange the cars, like stand alones, all unoccupied, dotting the dark wet stained streets, the moon licking puddles like a stray dog thirsty checking its reflection for a friend, ye......Read the rest...

...In County Cork prowls a cat, David Kavanagh Bellies up to the bar with Gilbey's glass in paw Drown the shamrock, sound the alarms Lassies abound, his lucky charms Blaring cheery shout out......Read the rest...

... Time Time passed me by today, Tell me, which way did it go, It did not stop to say hello. Where is that subtle thief Who stole an hour today? ......Read the rest...

...Losing it... things don't mean . Can't just make it fit. Take a knife and make a slit... no... won't do it. Time to get lit. Trust it. Don't know yet. it. Not literally, ... don't know......Read the rest...

...Losing it... things don't mean . Can't just make it fit. Take a knife and make a slit... no... won't do it. Time to get lit. Trust it. Don't know yet. it. Not literally, ... don't know......Read the rest...

...Losing it... things don't mean . Can't just make it fit. Take a knife and make a slit... no... won't do it. Time to get lit. Trust it. Don't know yet. it. Not literally, ... don't know......Read the rest...

...Losing it... things don't mean . Can't just make it fit. Take a knife and make a slit... no... won't do it. Time to get lit. Trust it. Don't know yet. it. Not literally, ... don't know......Read the rest...

... Life in hospital wards, with blue drapes, white washed floors, grey assets, wheeled tables. Corn-beef hash, carrot mash, day-pay TV cables. Life in hospital wards, spiked fe......Read the rest...

...I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece; I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece. So beloved was this art called re-......Read the rest...

...Big ups to my lyrical legends From ground zero to the heavens they ascend Crafting with precision they're the artisans Their words etched deep, like ancient talismans Ever vibe to a verse that......Read the rest...