Checking Poems - Poems about Checking

Checking Out the Tats

Sitting by the river
There are lovely urban views,
But it’s more fun to people watch
And check out the tattoos.

A dragon snaking up an arm,
Some flowers on a calf,
An eagle near an elbow
And a wizard with a staff.

A Yankee logo on a neck,
Some words etched on a chest,
A tiger and a postcard with a stamp,
Neatly addressed.

A bird,

Checking In

Welcome to the Inferno,
Your room is almost ready.
I'm the hotel manager,
My name is Mister Eddy.

You're in the hotel lobby,
This is the bellboy Jerry.
If you sign the register,
Your luggage he will carry.

You might wonder why you're here,
I know it seems informal.
I'm sure you have some questions,
Believe me this is normal.

I'm here to give you answers,
But before

Checking Out Our Halloween Faces

Checking out our Halloween faces
We are simply happy to be in good graces
The ghosts are out, and they are laughing like loons.
I see the beauty of both of our harvest moons.

Yes, this is an alternate universe with extra stuff.
We have scarecrows that roar, and lions that are never rough.
We have witches and goblins, but they

Checking His Listening Ears

It is a bit of an inconvenience to have
A werewolf living in our refrigerator,
A troll residing in your underwear drawer
And a vampire who reads our mail.
My husband looks up. “That’s right,” he says.
Assuring me that he is indeed listening to my every word.

Checking In

What else is there to say
I’m stuck in a nightmare
On repeat 
And it keeps going
Yet time is slower -
You took it with you
Time doesn’t make sense  
Left us in the dark
Unable to feel you 
A knifes stabbed in my chest
And I feel my heart throbbing
This life became a goddam mess

Checking In

"Checking In"

(Verse 1)
Hey , how are you?
Please tell the truth.
It's ok. To not be fine
It shows your human 
You have emotions
Time for daily devotion
Devote your time 
To only yourself
Scratch that we all need God's help 
(Chorus)
Hey , hey you 
It's your friend
Just checking in 
Hey , hey you 
It's your friend 
Just checking in 

(Verse2)
We

The Magic Trick of Checking Out

The Magic Trick of Checking Out
By David J Walker 

Now you see ‘em 
	Now you don’t
The magic trick of
Checking out
Leaving familiar traces of 
A Lived life
	Lived like 
Only they could live

Now you want to
	But you won’t
Say the things you 
Meant to say

What was the final count of
The heartbeats,
The breaths you breathed,
The steps taken in your

Checking Out of School In 2020

I wear my ugly sky glue paper because of the work mandate
It reminds no one of a pretty summer or spring day believe me
Warm sweat droplets under my nose slide into my mouth
I have been capsulated into a self-imposed mini sauna

Hot vibrant blue wrinkled latex-free gloves suppress my hands
Making no easy task of the things

Checking For a Pulse

How can things go wrong all at once
Dreadful must keep checking for a pulse
Brighter days ahead
Negativity we should shed
Not easy with the news we're engulfed

Double Checking My Rearview Mirror

I
veer
my car
over to
write down the opus
that just now formed inside my head
or I will lose it, thanks to my ADHD muse

Socked and Winded Unconscious Checking Account

Socked and winded unconscious checking account...
(alternatively named last poetic endeavor for 2019
issuing out cerebral petrified complex edifice fount
wobbling as hood winking ornament mount).

Speedily rushed to intensive care unit
courtesy Brinks armored  truck
Citizens Bank emergency crew
monied staff got no luck
after electronic wires connected

vital signs needle painfully stuck
showed absolute zero change
according to Huck
Finn - whose hushed tones
only

Checking Out

Checking Out

         by Edmund Siejka


In the dimming of twilight
My wife holds the phone close to her ear
Lines of worry crisscross her face
She is talking to her sister
Whose husband is in the hospital
And has taken a turn for the worse.
“Charlie is not doing well
He’s in a lot of

Checking Out: One's Own Soul

Rhapsodic impulses of skin suffused
Exulted passions rendering, disused 

Intensely emotional of flushed amor 
A mere filament lisp of a lustful gore

Susurration; within my own sad soul
Mellifluous lullabies 'till I, rest whole

Checking Out Chics

Me sweetheart gave me a shirt
with lettering
“how to pick up chics”
I dressed to kill and put on a wig
wore a stylish hat ,I looked like Fabrio
this was better than the dating page
no calling and no waiting 
I wore me shirt uptown
surely I would get me a pretty one
I stood by the deli
where the young ones

Checking Out Their Style

Many times still, when a pretty girl walks by
I pretend I've got something stuck in my eye
But all the while
I'm checking her style
At my age, most of 'em score two hundred and five

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