Best Fall Flat Poems

Cauliflower clouds drift past broccoli trees,
where bright carrot paths lead to vegetable seas.

Tall corn sentries stand straight in a row,
while wild little radishes have no...

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Death

Words rip through the night sky
They conspire to tear a hole through reality
A reality created in your eyes

Taped tightly to your mouth is a bill...

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The skies sing sweet songs
The soil spread into the seas
The seas swing slowly, swiftly
…Praising the Prince of peace

The flowers fall flat and fly
The sparrows sing...

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I was sleepwalking down the street, when I stumbled over a stool
standing there. "Watch your feet", the stool yelled, offended. "I am
sorry, but I am...

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It all started as fun like it usually does
Back when she was a great girl who'd always been beautifully loved
Way back before she'd been brutally...

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As of June 24th 2018
There’s been 315 days since my Baptism by Water.
There’s been 13,547 sunrises in my life to this day
But only 592 of...

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Blood red sun peeks through silhouetted pines
Lavender frosts the eastern sky
Crepe Myrtle blossoms line the drive 
Time in the hour glass marches by

The summer sun...

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Most people got married in June because
They took their yearly bath in May
Body odor was the reason
Of the flowers in a bouquet

A big tub of...

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The one who gave me life,
(With the assistance from his wife).
He was there when I entered this world,
With squalling lungs and hair that curled.

Whenever I...

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A restless girl in a pink bedroom 
  Scans the implacable ceiling, 
Or buries her face in a book 
  To subdue the...

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Faraway Town

The problems of America, 
they can not reach me. 
I don't worry about a thing. 
I live happily and free, 
in the basement of...

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I reached retirement age a year ago,
but still I like to teach and so I do,
but three days now instead of four a week.
I start...

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The world keeps spinning on,
but I wish it could go backward instead.
Who have I become, where have I gone?
I don't even know what goes on...

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There’s a wish to wander in your cool innocence
and cruise the thoughttides of no
responsibility—so easily you wipe your
shoeless feet on the ever waiting door
mat of...

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I must confess, my poem appears a mess!
Wonder if I’ve lost my touch?
Though it seemed all right, when I began to write,
Did I edit a...

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