Clamming Poems - Poems about Clamming

...Realisation: I'm a back seat driver! Obviously, I'm also at the wheel (Anyone nervous about this dual identity, please let me set your mind at ease. This is about anxiety and confidence and how cri......Read the rest...

...I want to pull my hair out and scream why does school have to be so mean... Packets upon packets thrown in my face I wish my mother would get off my case. It doesn't matter if there's A's or ......Read the rest...

...After about fifty years as married wife the last three fraught with strife obvious telltale signs of terminal illness rife hysterectomy irrevocably didst jackknife at the least severely incapacit......Read the rest...

...Based on a true story. You was never a father to me from the day I was born. My mother (Maryse). left you. And you figure you was done. I never knew I had a sister till the death of my godfather......Read the rest...

...The blue moon crackingly, magnanimously rose, As he creeped in quietly, repressed — inconspicious! His eyes gleaming in appatency yet sorely of passion, Calm are his actions but embedded monstrous......Read the rest...

...YOUR OWN WELL Drink waters from your own cistern And the running water from the plunging pools To and from your own well You will be not taken As the disciple of the witch reveries But, becomin......Read the rest...

...Why must this be nature The short glance that feels like im staring My heart beating in rage My stomach turning like a truckers bearings No where to hide The river flow from ones sweat glands......Read the rest...

...Eating Clams Should I go to my grave doing latest rave? Or be a nice guy and myself do behave And if writing poems is what it will be They will be given to Poetry Soup for free. Recently, re......Read the rest...

...Your Exclusive Magazine By your exclusive magazine we are enchanted And all the many flowers people have planted So we can watch everyone of them bloom Then place into vase and put in every roo......Read the rest...

...clamming, some days too I feel closed in......Read the rest...

... mother's pearl softer side of true grit <>...Read the rest...

...It learns while you learn In the impossible dream of a mind on top of a tongue, The landscape of cantaloupes In the summer-fall. The birds watch clamming towards barn sales. My mother was a ......Read the rest...