Best Jeep Poems

*
On
This
A blessed
Winter Day
Dressed for the
Holidays. A pure blanched
Vision awaits me so I reflect out loud. 

Satin white angel hair snow, sleeps light on our street,
enriches...

Read more of this work...

"Sometimes miracles happen when you're least expecting them. 
Quote by poet." 




It was the week before Christmas; it was a cold, bright snowy day
Told the...

Read more of this work...

A a 	big A little a
                   What...

Read more of this work...

i am from you have to work for it
from worthless and invisible
i am from hatred.

i am from 7
from black and white
i am from not begin...

Read more of this work...

Driving home one day after hours of monotonous office work,
Saw a man sitting by the road; looked as one down on his luck.
Paid small notice...

Read more of this work...

Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

Read more of this work...

The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

Read more of this work...

Form = Free Range Verse

The Hunt

Mans desire to hunt
Testing skills from the beginning of time
I had outfitted myself the day before
With camouflage, and all the...

Read more of this work...

A loving husband, a great man of God,
Few people would dare to walk the path he trod;

Came to spread the Good news of the Bible,
Left...

Read more of this work...

Maybe he ate his vitamins and their minerals and oranges and apples all at once again and again
Or ran laughing down the rugged rocks of...

Read more of this work...

If I were an elephant I’d shave off my trunk.
Shave off my trunk!  Who woulda thunk?
Cause a really long nose
reaching down to my toes
is...

Read more of this work...

The beauteous days of summer were here at last,
And the primetime of nature was coming so fast!

We sat on the porch, watching a lazy day...

Read more of this work...

She is shadowed by fuzzy cobwebs of a morning without coffee,
while dust motes mingle with the mold of time.
Gazing out to the yard, through dingy...

Read more of this work...

I lay awake in that dark hour and was reflecting on my life
From all the travelling I had done to the breakup with my wife
I...

Read more of this work...

'Round about eight o'clock each evening the massive iron gates are closed.
The moon's mellow glow shines upon spectral scenes that are now exposed!
Phantoms that by...

Read more of this work...