Ashtray Poems - Poems about Ashtray

...Betsy Winters I try drawing you from old memories but can't get your eyes right. I don't see the body that destroyed my earnest vows. I can't see your warm young breasts and nipples......Read the rest...

... seventeen years we went before I knew your friends names you barely know now and you kept them absent from me as you keep yourself still, so leave stay cradle-tucked away as a soothing, sour ......Read the rest...

...I once had a lover who was a smoker I told him I really wish he’d quit The smell alone was quite a choker And his clothes were full of it I knew he was addicted and afflicted So I tried to insp......Read the rest...

... When you are five going on six, you don't need answers to all the great questions, you want small snacks of info. Mum clutches a glass in her hand, it's not orange juice, or any drink I am fa......Read the rest...

... There is suffering, we write checks. There is much madness, we duck and dive, walk in groups. Preppers dream of solar powered generators. Small guns are concealed upon large men. Troubled ......Read the rest...

...a blue chevy impala basks in a suburban driveway like a beached whale it oozes gases and black oils its seeping white walls beg for rubber movements little boy inside the house sits on a pleated ......Read the rest...

...Lying face down, in snow and mud, A tragic tale, soaked with blood. The cost of war, a heavy toll, Leaving hearts burdened, with sorrow's role. A thief of hopes, elusive and sly, Dashing d......Read the rest...

...What fills your goals, son? I told you! Need to get my car rolling [life rolling, love rolling] yesterday, if not today... If I may interrupt to process mindful resilience for a bit... ......Read the rest...

...Vines curved around the thin pillars, Which supported the house that once held a family of three, And was now merely inhabited by insects and prickly weeds. The roof was bound to cave in at any......Read the rest...

...Anti-Poem – “Respirations In Blue” the mother cooks food on the old gas range wearing a blue dress she boils five potatoes husband fred wears a red sweater smoking pall mall non-filters that sp......Read the rest...

...It was the kind of day you step in front of traffic, then dare fate to fold you up in newspaper headlines. Oh dreams came true alright, but you should have dreamed about not being a foolhardy dr......Read the rest...

...Without Agreement Living in the vacuum of separation An ashtray of burnt ember vibrations In wounded agony torn apart Sudden separation confusion imparts Heartbeat separated from harmony’s ......Read the rest...

...Ah! The Realisation. I brooded and cursed my life Not knowing how to please my wife I never felt love from her But I felt dead without her She was my everything For her I was nothing ......Read the rest...

...I remember Your anger The way your neck muscles Stood out As you cursed my name You showed up Uninvited with your pants Lower than your hips Yet You somehow paced with self as......Read the rest...

...“Fumidus” (Smoking) Smoking Looking to just curdle my thought processes For a while Not demolish them completely Can’t be coping with that green Leaving you devoid of everything. Life bl......Read the rest...