Case Poems - Poems about Case

Family programs used to abuse me Relationship programs used to abandon me Friendship programs used to outcast me Resource programs used to hinder me Society programs used to influence me Institutional programs used to distort me Principality programs used to discredit...Read the rest...

A dozen dancing markers ran through the streets screaming for help Avoiding Mr. Gold and his thugs as best they could Unfortunately, coal and ebony got lost in a Chicago alley Their runaway plans thwarted when the mafioso...Read the rest...

He took the stand in his own defense alleging she treated him worse than a dog. She, for her part, went on the offense, claiming he treated her worse than a cat. “Well,” said the judge perceptively: Everything I’ve...Read the rest...

ROBERT SHERRIFF - AUSTRALIAN - POET -AUTHOR - SINGER - ACTOR - AMERICAN HISTORIAN – PHOTOGRAPHER Glass Case In a glass case where there are glass splinters, America is the land of the free. No need to...Read the rest...

I was never fond of the word or the color it reminded me of ceiling stains in cheap hotels infinite shades of latrine piss bony cigarette fingertips grandpa's stage 4 jaundice the forever scar of cowardice... I'm contemplating painting...Read the rest...

Why did little Tommy Tucker Have to sing for his supper? Did he stammer and stutter To merit just bread and butter? And what miscreant oaf Would then give him a loaf But nary a knife to cut through it? Didn't Tom...Read the rest...

I was never taught how to love I was eaten alive by the scars of my childhood This great devouring, left nothing in it's wake I'm only a ghost of what was ingested Living a life pretending An existence...Read the rest...

Everything seemed to be a mirage While suffering a mental barrage I was way stoned indeed I smoked way too much weed And then I got lost in my garrage...Read the rest...

A book case holds thoughts, A nut case wishes words away. Remember this in case Our ideas are forgot one day....Read the rest...

When I have to walk that deserted street Late at night During the day that my mother’s friend had died I grieved for her lose Now a child lost her best friend And her best friend was her mother...Read the rest...

Trumpeting and mythologizing deranged deplorable basket case as demigod Any idea regarding who unnamed individual earned such lofty title? I offer a clue, that averred person unknown to many others within the webbed, wide world, and...Read the rest...

I step out from a second-story window, float along roads of slow-churning lullabies, raptured in response to ice cream truck’s bellow. A clear case of cold sugar—wide gumball eyes, mobile memories wrapped in coats of corn-snow hugged around a wood...Read the rest...

These days, actors and singers serve my catapult mayhem, sometimes they are catalyst too! I sing in between their lines of songs their churned up recorded whims, hums, and candid cataracts! And some days, whence things get...Read the rest...

dawn has cajoled herself awake anticipating the first surfer on the beach she is determined to make it the best day in case there is a shark in the water...Read the rest...

A waste paper basket, a trash can, a bin Whatever you call it, some things won’t stay in The things that you write Long into the night May make, when discarded… one hell of a din * Don’t write by moonlight...Read the rest...