Best Pulley Poems

Napoleon’s men marched on Moscow
And promptly perished.
So did Hitler’s men!
Once the US wanted to ‘save’ Vietnam, 
Made life miserable— 
For both Americans and the Vietnamese.
Then,...

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"The Flipside" 

We write 
our hearts out

we pull 
the catch back in

slowly, 
they read,

we think, 
too fast

swallowed 
in the hollowed out

hallowed hearts measured 
ounce per...

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"Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind."
                ...

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I am the tangible wind 
the subtle breeze whispering 
passionate hints throughout 
uncharted mounds dancing
 
beneath the infamous sun
feeding hungry hearts gathering 
missing pieces holding...

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Hope and…a father is could be 

Against all odds and expectations
so many rules and norms and
clever theories society’s demands
cultures and conventions there is
no magic wand...

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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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This is an outstanding poem and thought that
everyone should read it. I also copied the credits
and author's name. Jim Horn

Poem of the Day: Famous

by Naomi...

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Like an inner child running wild
Where age now tells me no
An ancient beautful fame, now
In an old woman's frame

Like a spirit so grand
Just waiting to...

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Used to be the Mafia.
Glory to shameful violence.
Off balanced dodgers,
No reconciliation, by Story.
Oh, thank Jesus.
Oh, Thyatira
As time now diminishes?

Now urban dump sites,
Steps into focus.
I can't...

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i'd wandered again staring 
into streams of livid pools waving 
raptures of rushing currents startled 
beyond such graveness however tempted 
to explore even more than...

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As i dream this dream so blue,
Woodlands search for the scent of you,
As there legs get tired and there heads grow wired,
Not a height in...

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Father, why did you desert me when I needed you so?
   How could you watch me leave and let go?
You threw me away...

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I used to walk carefree around this world, 
My shoulders light and free of any chips
Not thinking fate would ever come unfurled
By nonsense escaping naïve...

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1.
This hunger artist cannot read 
volumes of printed material fast enough 
to satiate an immense appetite 
and unquenchable thirst 
to acquire learning from 
the millenniums...

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The clothesline hung, low, and limp.
Raucous, red, long johns 
and worn, white, blue jeans
pinned like butterflies in a box;
dangled bodiless.

The neighbors all envied Mom’s skill.
Nobodies...

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