Anderson Poems - Poems about Anderson

Woodsman on a prowl Sneaking around like an owl Noticing innocents getting a fright Watchman you are a good knight Defending partiers in a plight Battling a monster in a murderous fight Erich you guarded them...Read the rest...

There once was an old car that was quite spry, It had creaky joints and a sputtering sigh. Its engine would wheeze On the road, with such ease Yet, if I now had such car, I would be pleased Newer...Read the rest...

At the heart of Marescaux Road’s Maroon and Gold Lived a timid girl with dreams yearning to unfold. An inner-city teen with a spirit aglow Yet hidden in shadows, her potential lay low. Then entered a teacher with passion...Read the rest...

With integrity under fire recant and You'll be labled liar.' There are riots On the streets now' parades about The middle east, sad-guy just counts Up the fines, he gets from, his u l e z Low down feats, its...Read the rest...

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The road to you was torture. The first fourteen years of my life I walked on glass shards, Swam with blood thirsty sharks, Crawled on hot embers, Walked on a tightrope over a cliff. I had no idea what my...Read the rest...

There's no prescription needed for what we all can clearly see For Dane and Katie, long ago, found loves most affectionate glee Their match was made to stand forever, more than the test of time This clock is...Read the rest...

He is Anderson Dan, A Man U Fanatical fan; Only five minutes ago, To Hell did go ... Indeed, nearly mad ran, Man U supposing in some frying pan, Having Chelsea’s thrust lifted a ban; In a match Chelsea had been A...Read the rest...

l decided to write a little poem today about when my late mom and dad told me about the time when, as a newly young married couple, they climbed out of their Anderson Shelter built...Read the rest...

WHY MR ANDERSON WHY The underdog, none new under the sun For the top dogs, there we see Miss Ferguson Doing the homespun trying to go nuts Furiously livid like she had a blunt Exeunt, is where she directs...Read the rest...

(this poem was inspired by the three word title, which was stamped upon a vintage typewriter platen that I recently purchased.) Karen Anderson is… stamped upon my platen, forever to be seen. I wonder what she thought, and...Read the rest...

PINK PINK PINK painting PINK In memory of Clara Anderson—artist--beloved aunt, mother and role model Clara had her breasts removed Long before Pink was beloved Bravely faced the doctors knife Mother’s friend and navy wife Clara danced on 30 years Battled pain Laughed through tears And...Read the rest...

I'll be your Bonnie if you'll be my Clyde Together we'll swim out against the tide. I'm your queen and you are my king. I can't describe the joy you bring. My best friend ever and the love of...Read the rest...

I'm writing a love letter filled with emotion Just to show you my extreme devotion These words I write are soft and true With pen and paper I'll get to you You won't know what hit you when I'm...Read the rest...

Beautiful Souls Collaborating - A Collaboration with Walayee Whitlock Jimmy A With this pen in my hand I am so ready to collaborate. Your body is a wonderland, and your hourglass frame I sure appreciate! So tell me whatcha...Read the rest...