Best Five Dollar Bill Poems

I was walking toward a local shop,
when I felt a tug on my sleeve
What I saw made me stop
I knew I wouldn't get to leave.

A little girl, in tears stood there,
she didn't look to be very old.
I noticed that her feet were bare,
the ground beneath...

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PREACHER

the preacher explains
as he travels tracks on his palm
he is on god’s path
helter-skelter tracks indeed!
the midnight express toots warning

reverend smith
with his superior air
mounts the podium
from the loft i can see
through the tear     his underwear

after sunday service
a hundred dollar bill in the...

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Anti-Poem – “At The Hollywood Plaza With Eddie And Dolores”

(Poet’s Instruction – Kindly play “You Can’t Be True, Dear,” by Ken Griffin, 1946, while reading).

she be smelling mighty good my dolores
she be my mexican chick from silver lake
man her deep brown eyes hypnotize me
her momma...

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Today my husband and I decided to clean out the car, together.
Only I thought I was doing it alone, until he came out.
Okay, I quit, I said, knowing what happens when he gets in my WAY.
Remember I despise cleaning!
It’s something I only do when forced.
Today...

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On the main floor of the bus station in the windy city,                                 ...

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Getting clean and sober.
Tired of all the beatings and the hatred of the people for the poor and homeless 
man
Working and justifying all eye am.
Working for a FIVE DOLLAR bill to get more beer.
Becoming drunkard was the plan.
Time will not erase all the alcoholic waste...

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They drafted my body for South Vietnam,
I said take a look, Can’t you see what I am?
A gay and a Commie and I take LSD,
They said “Son, you look like a soldier to me.”

Although I protested they were being unfair,
They volunteered me for a vacation...

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I believe in synchronicity and the wonders therein contained…
I believe in angels and miracles and the mystery of the unexplained.

Chrissy was a friend of our daughter…growing up their friendship was like glue…
I remember in high school they dyed their hair school colors…Ali orange…and Chrissy blue.

I...

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Written on 7/27/2021
By Gail R DeBole
Updated on 8/17/2021

My granddad’s five-dollar bill in hand
Was blown by a breeze through farmland.
 Our dog, King, “saved the Abe”
Fetched the bill straight away
To return it to my grandad’s hand.


(True Story that happened in the 1960s)...

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As a very young child,                                        ...

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A five dollar bill in my name.
A white sealed up envelope.
A white handkerchief of forgotten spring.
A gold ring.
Sparks that fly through the sky.
The forces of nature are with us..
Masterpiece equipment that had the last laugh.
A bottle of water on the pavement.
I’d better pick it up...

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We all avoided Miss Kay’s house; she was an old maid.
No one wanted to get moldy cookies or pink lemonade.
We ran past her stoop, not wanting to ring the bell as it stood.
We knew whatever she would give out would be no good.

At the end...

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I sat at the counter in the corner coffee shop sipping a latte.  It was a dark dreary 
rainy   day.  I was lost in my own thoughts when a woman brushed my side and sat next to 
me.  Removing her...

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hell's present
don't you remember?
the game they played
as addictive as it was

Set this off

surrounded by demons here
playing the same game

did you forget something?
remember me?
your hell hath no fury
not anymore

the devil ran for the door
gone into hiding
full well knowing it would be a cold day 
in hell...

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The largest bill I have seen personally is a hundred- dollar bill
I do not like them
They are not as easy to spend as a twenty-dollar bill
Or a five- dollar bill
The largest denomination circulated was the ten-thousand-dollar bill
I would like to see a photo of one...

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