Billboard Poems - Poems about Billboard

Jazz on a billboard, a flash of notes, Urgent beats, syncopation, improvisation, and impromptu solos but why jazz on a billboard? What’s the hap’s on that? Man, what is the impact of the word jazz on a billboard anyway? Syncopation is alive, solos breaking free, and a temporary show, but is jazz here to stay? Does a billboard for Jazz tell us about all the...

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Stuff I don’t deserve As I swerve through this life A reflection in time Jesus is the One Who takes me to my prime My life has been a billboard of mercy God the Father flows and Shows the love filtering from His Heart Stuff I don’t deserve but He allows me to swerve through this life My life is a billboard of...

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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ |I am a billboard available now | |for advertisement of anything | |like product you want to vend | |or some dream you like to sell | |I stand high lighted day - night| |in full view of loitering people | _...

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I have always thought if I stayed in my lane If I angered no one If I used a soft voice If I hid the real me I would not be maimed or murdered. Be unassuming, my mind said. Above all else, do not show the real you. Then I saw a billboard that said this: “The world needs who you were meant...

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A highway billboard reads: If you died today would you be ready for hell? My parents died, I feel a distant sorrow that grows tighter like a vine as the years pass. My dog dies, I shed real tears; a sour sap pools in my gut. Five thousand souls perish somewhere far away - nothing. I suspect heaven is a tattoo over this world’s blemishes. Maybe Hell is just...

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billboard sign winks at me eat here now temptation hungry bear buffet line plate piled high ten pounds plus waistband stretch...

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billboard sign winks at me eat here now temptation hungry bear buffet line plate piled high ten pounds plus waistband stretch...

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The billboard on the highway Had no product there to sell But asked a question: Will you go To Heaven or to Hell? Below, there was a number You could call or you could text So you could get an answer as to Where you’re going next. I wonder just how many Will give in and make that call, Though hopefully the truth would be Nobody...

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A highway billboard reads: “If you died today would you be ready for hell?” My parents die, I feel a distant sorrow that grows tighter like a vine in my dreams. My dog dies, I shed real tears; willow-sap pools in my gut. Five thousand souls perish somewhere far away - nothing. I suspect heaven is a tattoo over this world’s blemishes. Hell? Maybe it’s just a...

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Just before the sun rises and just after it sets The sky's majesty bursts forth Rapture's carnival in jets of brilliant bold colors so rich and so deep clinging to Heaven's billboard ere they give way to Time's sweep...

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Picture a man's hooha on a billboard downtown Ladies would be late, spill coffee on their gowns With their mouths all agape Their makeup in bad shape Those ad boys sure know how to clown around...

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Every human being a is bill board On each on the roadside of life Devils advertise vices attractively Angels teach virtues with humility Skeptics deny everything outright God records responses quietly...

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Immeasurable, unlabeled, word- less by studded tears and voice, APHONIC. Only death by tenderness swoops down as eternity and her hands, soft as fire; as time the flesh; a billboard the soul neon lights. :: 11-06-2017 ::...

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A transparent parrot makes a very big noise when seed arrives to visit. Mr and Mrs seed have fifteen children, eleven thousand grandchildren and one great grandchild. It is interesting to note bar levels for bar levels are neither bare back riders, billionaires, biscuit barrels or broomsticks breaking beers. Carrier pigeons call most effectively in...

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So many billboards placed around you and the trailer played in your head time and time again. But denial disguised himself as belief while it stood as your counselor to think a Bull will someday become a Lion. No one has hit perfection and no one ever will do so but there are wrongs worth of great attention and some turn-offs worth...

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