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Best Blue Collar Poems

Below are the all-time best Blue Collar poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of blue collar poems written by PoetrySoup members


The Blue Collar Guy
In the stillness of my room  I lay in bed
arms snugged tightly around my pillow
turned  side-ways facing moon and light
But it is not...

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Categories: blue collar, fantasy, poverty,
Form: Free verse



My Blue Collar Model
How does your part-crooked smile
Break out with such elegant style?
Subtle flaws modeled graceful and true
Like a gown woven just to fit you......

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Categories: blue collar, love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Blue Collar Worker
forty-four years after high school
before one can 
retire and enjoy life...

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Categories: blue collar, life,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member More Secret Selves
I've been wondering about our secret selves...

The vegetarian smoker
The introverted joker

The soldier with the peace sign
The anonymous byline

The accountant with unfinished sums
The deaf musician's steel...

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Categories: blue collar, conflict, identity,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member A Gum Shoe Is What I Want To Be
In my child’s mind a gumshoe sleuth detective 
that would be me.
Nancy Drew or Ms. Marple, invented by Agatha Christie.
Trixie Belden and Honey too, 
there...

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Categories: blue collar, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme



Stone
Stone did not give up on us,
we just made stone socially conscious.
Many hotels and banks are still stone clad,
the rich still use stone,
but most of...

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Categories: blue collar, poverty,
Form: Blank verse
Artie Chokes Three For a Dollar
Complaining of his marriage for thirty-odd years
He highballed his eyeballs, comforting his tears
The barkeep asked, what's troubling you son?
He poured out his life; I'm finished!...

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Categories: blue collar, funny,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member The Mystery of the Bells
In an old Victorian building live two cats and a lady,
The girl cat is Patches and the boy cat is called Peanut;
And the lady is...

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Categories: blue collar, blue, cat, heart, pets,
Form: Narrative
Roughneck
You marketing types love us.
Blue all over, fear of nothing a man can throw,
Quick to bow down when the boss come by...
not the one paying...

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Categories: blue collar, fun, work,
Form: Free verse
I Got Your Taxes
Our congress just loves to lament,
about waste when taxes are spent,
but say it ain't healthy 
to tax raise the wealthy
so they tax those that can't...

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© Wayne Sapp  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: blue collar, political
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Working Class French
Average high school
Namesake 
A mediocre 
President
Imposing square box
Towering over small frame homes
Where Mothers wait behind closed doors
And Fathers return at dusk
Newspapers tucked under
In different signs...

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Categories: blue collar, life
Form: Narrative
A Job To Be Done.
So many jobs still to be done…but no one wants to do them
When someone else fills the spot…. the  hue and cry arise
They take...

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Categories: blue collar, work, blue, jobs,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Grand Carlyle Residue Via 1989
Stymied synergistic stoolcumers synchronized
of gifted glib galb garbage run of mouth
nicotine rings of one night 
no promise quickly spilled
ever taxed gestured pocket
pool. tandem coulpling random...

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Categories: blue collar, change, character, culture, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Leaving Boyhood Behind
LEAVING BOYHOOD BEHIND


White shirt 'n' school tie to blue-collar, dress-code is changing with age
From schooldays to pay-days, from homework to hard work 
School bells and...

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Categories: blue collar, work, boy,
Form: I do not know?
My Hometown
I come from a small town,
Nine thousand in all.
There’s nothing really fancy here.
Just a couple of strip malls.
We like our Tim Hortons coffee,
Hockey’s the sport...

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Categories: blue collar, life, people, placesheart, heart,
Form: Verse

Book: Shattered Sighs