Chain Gang Poems - Poems about Chain Gang

...Here I raise my Ebenezer; hither by thy help I’ve come; and I hope, by thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home. Robert Robinson’s hymn Come Thy Fount of Every Blessing To raise an......Read the rest...

...I do not sing any of the new songs. But I can sing Let the Little Girl Dance. Teen angel, I’m sorry, It’s now or never, everybody’s somebody’s fool. Alley-oop, itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka......Read the rest...

...We've been having a "Bash Santa" week, but I wrote limericks this morning about Putin breaking his tailbone. So, Tom suggested we have a "Bash Putin" week. Here are three more from me. Please join......Read the rest...

...California Dreamin… Momma Told Me Not To Come By The Time I Get To Phoenix Will Anybody Really Know What Time Has Spun Hotel California… Its Chain Gang wearing thin Searching for an American ......Read the rest...

...Is democracy sinking into feral autocracy The billionaire elites with all the control Politicians but puppets where rich pull the strings The rest of us lost in deception and whim (Dreams......Read the rest...

...Up at the crack, the crack of Dawn, thankful for a new day. Light peeks from behind the trees rubbing its eyes, yawning, sprightly smiling. Soaked in the spring of life-giving yolk - no or......Read the rest...

...Do you gurgle, grunt, and gripe, grind the soft bones of thought dry? You need some orchestration, some instrumental tuning. Play with those ad hoc glottalized vibes, harmonize. The body, t......Read the rest...

...i’m a prisoner please put me in a chain gang so others will know......Read the rest...

...(Chant) Lord can I get a break, Lord can I get a break I’m not really happy here, I’m not really happy Take a look into my eyes, Take a look into my eyes You’ll see pain with no tears, You’ll see......Read the rest...

... Little Peep Boo gonna give a ghost face sneak peek preview And the Casper Whine burgs ain’t gon like the skeleton keyhole truth We be thee former chain gang, (y’all know us) the Me......Read the rest...

...Orpheus by Michael R. Burch after William Blake I. Many a sun and many a moon I walked the earth and whistled a tune. I did not whistle as I worked: the whistle was my work. I shir......Read the rest...

...Transcending from the darkest hour: That dark empty space of my mind; A ghost in a shell: Annabelle... I was conjutured up by pain! A doll: Knowing I was used for the mysteries! A lamb: with no......Read the rest...

...Ting-a-ling the sirens rang The guns went bark and dogs bang Then, chirp chirp the cats sang I'd escaped the chain gang......Read the rest...

...When our neighbor bought our country estate One where daddy had worked with his might Cutting down trees to heat the house at night Where we slept without fright in a peaceful state A place......Read the rest...

...I come from the anxiety of my father’s footsteps marching down the hallway. Each step bangs like the Jumanji drums beating beneath my bones. I come from my favorite color being the wrong color on......Read the rest...