Alley Poems - Poems about Alley

Stopping in an alley on a summer day rainbow trash exhaling its hot fetid breath a scamper of invisible residents searching for the remains of elegant dining the Nordic hum of struggling A/C units as an evening sun seems to avoid entry music drifts from an open window slowly fades in the humidity peeking over my shoulder I slide behind the dumpster… ...

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The raindrops fall into the paper cup of tea The teabag shrinks as if it could be my remark Unlatch the green door to the childlike mystery It’s possible again to enter that old park The busts and statues of the gods and greats And shaded benches in the niches of the trees There in the memory another alley waits I...

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Alley-Oop WHO TOLD YOU THAT YOU WERE NAKED!!! "She Did," Adam Said... "What?" -Gray Squirrel 06-03-2025 ...

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Her broken rules Couldn't feel the same Tastes of choices I gave no way Broke back when it ended She learned over him I defended Another's warm weather Her level, hurt Nothing to train it A societies blemish Miss prepared No loves an affair Gradually Losing Being worthed Inventions Untapped muscles Repressed records One day Forgotten Another's stain Unbothered...

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In the old graveled alley, overgrown with weeds, at footfall, locusts sprang and leaped, triggering a riot. But soon their swelling motion subsided like fried popcorn on a skillet. ...

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Hungry rats watched the dumpster fire awaiting a hot meal...

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a goliath frog ancestor of devil frog scary in alleys...

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ebony like a puma, velvet pretty she prowls and growls and moans in her sleep like a little black dress, fashionably chic and insightful there is purring now, her dreams might have shifted the toms in the alley remain in hiding, fearful she can be such a tease, and sometimes a torment her scratches are serious; she is not afraid to...

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alley cats screeching summer breezes waft the sounds ~ as if castrated ...

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I like the sound these funny shoes make slapping on the wood, I’m no league-bowler, that’s for sure, but most folks say I’m good. My buds and I meet here sometimes to bowl a couple frames, which mostly means beer and nachos, a break to keep us sane. The kids are off at the arcade, and yes, they still have one, playing games that I...

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On a sunny day, I was walking along the ivy-covered church fence. At the gates a beggar addressed me, politely asking for alms. Got no money, I replied. “Then take some of mine”, said the beggar – “a man cannot be completely without money”. I quickened my pace and entered the church hall. After the...

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I snap into the sky and see, The sparkling cityscape. I zap awake. Stumbling once again. Stumped once again. Adjusting to the alley that was once a speck of scenery. The lights aren’t sparkling. The lights are flickering again. What I thought was harmony and music- Is just scrapping and dripping and howling. This is an alley. Of the city. Until I snap into the sky again. Until...

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I first heard about Teacup Spigot Alley from my cousin Sally. She had been there many times to sip tea and dilly dally. Two pink macaws were slurping down sugar lemon tea. One gave me a peck, the other completely ignored me. Are those faeries? I asked my cousin Sally, who knows all. She laughed at my ignorance, but her...

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garbage smells hungry rats alley woes laughter though family of people homeless yes having fun unified...

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Life met me in the alley, shattered and torn, As if violated by cruel invaders’ scorn. But I gathered her broken fragments, piece by piece, And adorned her with flowers, seeking love and peace. Now she dances beside me, a vibrant display, In meadows and valleys, on mountains that sway. She has fallen in love, her heart intertwined with mine, Yet, a...

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