Clink Poems - Poems about Clink

... Written: May 03, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isolated each aspect—bereft of any link, An ambrosian aura encircles an empty clink. Lenses produce rip......Read the rest...

...In the morning light, a milk bottle stands, A relic of bygone days, in my trembling hands. Embossed with nostalgia, a link to the past, From the dairy farm, where memories last. As a little gir......Read the rest...

...Wonky grandfather clock you are so much fun to see Loving it that my father created you just for me. Your curvy sides make me smile, at least once a day. Your chimes and bells love to whistle and ......Read the rest...

...You wrap yourself in the feather boa fantasy of his dreams sinuous you; X-rated and never sated dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated welcome to the conjugal jungle of not-so-rusted lust sixt......Read the rest...

... Excuse me, waiter I can't be late for -- Er, do you know the blessing for salad dressing... OK, then shovel some ice in my drink Helps septuagenarians go clink, cl......Read the rest...

...I welcome the grogginess. That dulling of my senses. Until the walls turn to hazy grey. My hand coming in and out of focus. Another two fingers of whiskey swirling in my glass. “Bottoms up” ......Read the rest...

...It was Christmas, and we were young, when the snow was deep and the lights were strung, along Stony hill, Allen and Main. And my uncle`s dead but he too would light up on a fifth of bourbon a d......Read the rest...

... In the gritty alleys of city schemes, Life's grumble rides on subway beams. Rhythms clink in the rusty car, Street-wise notes play on sidewalk tar. Concrete cracks hum a tired tune, City pigeo......Read the rest...

...White foam crashes with memories of conversations here, an awful date there; welcoming steam floats around work deadlines, lecture notes and scrawls. Cupped hands warm around porcelain gossips wi......Read the rest...

...Goodbye and good riddance 2023 Commencement writing this poem began December 31st: 2:24 PM ended December 31st: 03:53 PM. The best geriatric effort I apply twittering, ushering, and albeit......Read the rest...

...I was quite the cunning magician, famed for my illusions and sleight of hand, Like cool tricks that jade green nature plays, that often we don't understand. Days were filled with wonder and encha......Read the rest...

...New York City is like a cobblestone symphony, where jackhammers and footsteps form the rhythmic timpani, sirens and honking taxis, are the cymbals, that provide sudden bursts of energy, traffic’s ......Read the rest...

...He was all fancy phat and pinky pink Dancing a jig with a kick and a clink Kicking off mud in a priggish way A pig who liked dancing at the end of day He was a marvelous companion, it is true ......Read the rest...

...Everything was so sharp at first. Then the numbness, Causing my arms to flail, then flop down. Drooling everywhere. Time. Time is wavering. Time is a pendulum. Clink, clink, cli......Read the rest...

...First times are meant To be special Or so I wish. With a lack Of experience And a timid Demeanor, I never learned How to say no To a person That I liked. When I look Back on i......Read the rest...