Bumpy Poems - Poems about Bumpy

... (In memory of Uncle Thomas) Bumpy breeze, like a blasting roar That day when you did soar without an oar Twenty-two years of sorrow, too long For many years, I sang a solemn song Days of dar......Read the rest...

...This fleeting journey we called life Is filled with trials and strife Of bumpy trails and winding roads With albatross and heavy loads In every step that we must make We must paint marks on......Read the rest...

...Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night In my ramshackle torn straw old bed The mice are chewing my toes And the bedbugs bite Elephants dancing in my head I think to myself "It's not ......Read the rest...

...Who dedicates the path of life? And how long our walk will take, I believe our destiny was assured, Before we were awake Therefore, the choice that path will take us It is not given to us to mak......Read the rest...

...We dwelt together, one hand on a door handle. Keeping rooms --- a semi-settled living, parents still squatting in our heads, rent due spaces, red buses passing below or above, according to what......Read the rest...

... Today I’m thankful for being brave enough: The many times in life when we’re afraid… when the going gets bumpy or rough… we don’t have to be totally brave… only brave enough. Brave enough ......Read the rest...

...Problems come and problems go But there's one thing you should know If good friends stand by your side Helping through the bumpy ride Knowing love is all around Till your back on level ground T......Read the rest...

...His newest mouse companion is petite and light on her toes. She has a fragrance that delights up his nose. Her fuzzy pink tail gives him a happy little slice. Bumpy old toad is always falling in l......Read the rest...

...I will move the mountains, From your shoulders to mine. Show me your beautiful smile, And let your uniqueness shine. No mountain that I move will tire me, As long as you're always around. So ......Read the rest...

...The spruce boughs looks so much larger once we get inside, green needles trickle to the ground, a slow and steady tide, so tall and stately you’d not know it had a bumpy ride; even bare it is quit......Read the rest...

... I dwell where I'm comfortable away from the bed where the longing tears ......Read the rest...

...Smallest steps are one to wonder Always commencing the path of life Forming atoms, the book of maps, Determining your road of sight It’s a journey, not so kind One does start and never stops ......Read the rest...

...MONDAY: Bloody Monday – the wicked wiotch TUESDAY: Bad, but not like Monday – nasty B-otch WEDNESDAY: Now getting humpy, but still the road is bumpy THURSDAY: Whatz the story? It's like Workat......Read the rest...

... What is love, you ask, my dear? A question that's both far and near. Love is a feeling, deep and true, A bond that connects me and you. What does it feel like, you say? Like sunshine on a cl......Read the rest...

...All of me is open for review every moment spent in time with you, the wakening with the rise of the sun washing, dressing, breakfast on the run, warmly heated cars rushing off driving along t......Read the rest...