Bibs Poems - Poems about Bibs

... The year ends on saddest notes of crying, dying babies in Palestine and obstructed efforts to throw them a lifeline They ought to have long halted this ethnic cleansing of the indigenou......Read the rest...

... this fool with his drool baby drip spewing bull nobody asked for it ......Read the rest...

...Academicians … masticating and grinding their ‘truth’ Spewing out what they would have us swallow in gagging choking egotism Regurgitating it back in the toxic chunder of a narcissistic real......Read the rest...

...There's nothing better than a steak, Providing it's spiced with care. Whether ribeye, filet, or strip, Just make mine medium rare. Then you have your feathered friends, Either turkey, duck or ......Read the rest...

...Some forty years back, in Time Magazine, Saw I a narrow missing of bald head By the bullets from Hinckley’s magazine He had reserved for Ronald Reagan’s head, Save that they had agreed about his......Read the rest...

...Princess Martina Matilda Marianna Mouse, held the most wondrous parties in any house; with the finest imported Cheshire and Brie, served up with green olives and black tea. In her finest sat......Read the rest...

...once … there - with trunks of monkey’s meth there grew a breadth of bunky breaths deplored by dreaded, drunky deaths to calm their chemic coggers the fame of phlegmic foggers so deep and d......Read the rest...

...sewing elf with his knitted socks and his crocheted bibs sits among the wild flowers, counting neonate nursery cribs. stitching up mattress covers and fluffy pillows for the young. he has a keen s......Read the rest...

...I could lie twas Salma Who made I edit my note A love note it was a rem1 Reminder with a Coordinate Coordinates do come home I pleaded heard turning into ice Starlet breezing without a care Re......Read the rest...

...Dreaming of one's heart desire nostalgic Cadillac reckless on the Edge of the summer solstice Wholahooping daze Nostalgic craze Blankets of flirtatious relaxation Best of Jazz on ......Read the rest...

...She sits in her old four door car Jittery as a stick shift All day every day An old fashion woman Smoking a pack of Camels With all the windows rolled up Goldfish Staring out Blowing bubb......Read the rest...

...I can’t tell you how it all started, That night when manic moon Probed and punctured the pall. I awoke hurtling through space, Somewhere between ideation and shellshock, Somewhere between verti......Read the rest...

...Bibs on babies are funny because they look like Ginsberg lace. If they are embellished, and they are dainty for Ruthie or Grace. When plastic they might be tidy, but they might break out baby’s nec......Read the rest...

...Sworn to secrecy, she told me it had been a long time.. as we sat swinging in a hammock in the late day sun. 'What., are you sayin' you never did it?' I thought what my mom would do if she cau......Read the rest...

...That one's clock just winds down is my vote for time's end, Though to run out your clock sounds like you have a choice, Or that ego's involved, judgment's rushed, Grace came late. But time's arrow......Read the rest...