Combed Poems - Poems about Combed

...Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night In my ramshackle torn straw old bed The mice are chewing my toes And the bedbugs bite Elephants dancing in my head I think to myself "It's not ......Read the rest...

... Is not ‘Mother’ the sweetest word in the dictionary? She's one’s closest friend, companion, and guide. How can I restrict her within the frame of a poem, when my entire world circled......Read the rest...

..."A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." (Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)......Read the rest...

... Written: January 22, 2024 _________________________________________ I hear the wild cry as I sleep, no roaming goats or gulls or sheep. Tire them out, no trace of drea......Read the rest...

... A tear in his heart, zigzagging on his own two feet, he combed through his emotions, back and forth, up and down, he was apprehensive but hopeful. A silver lining, A thread to keep him bound. Pray.......Read the rest...

...COLOURFUL LAMENT I combed cool waters of your baby blue crystalline Jewel as you waded waterfall waves washing my stellar rainbow rays Arching it melted into the warm womb of transducing......Read the rest...

... IN THE NIGHTS OF TIME. By: Godwill Larry. December 23, 2023. People dance in life, unrestricted by a single melody; a tapestry woven with threads of diverse cultures, where the gathering of ......Read the rest...

...This reindeer was almost too prancy-dancy, Way too eager to look pretty and fancy. I did not know what to tell my neice Lancy. I doubted that he had any interest in her. Too pretty, too neat, o......Read the rest...

...Encomium for cumulative collection of trash The pyromaniac within yours truly beckons sacrificial ritual mine burning (man's) sacred plastic bags of rubbish (comprised of: hairs combed, ditto......Read the rest...

...The cat, named Cat, has died. The silky Persian who nested in my grandson’s arms. Strange, how things of the past are only a few weeks old. The cat dampened the dog’s fox with his tongue whil......Read the rest...

...strewn thoughts The skinny dog snoozes on the graveyard's lawn at ease with the stillness of the night The fruit of the carob tree looks like a cotton pickers hand on an autumnal beach......Read the rest...

...I'm sorry I wasn't enough to make you stay, I'm sorry that you got bored so soon. I know, I wasn't expecting it either. I tried to be the enough, I really did. I did my skincare, even if it took......Read the rest...

... "Ground Level Entry" “She fits the bill”, they say it insouciantly visions of being carried in the beak of a bilious pelican where it builds its rudimentary ne......Read the rest...

...I own a beautiful, stubborn, long sliver and blond silky Yorkie. I've had him since he was six weeks. His kind of quirky, But now fourteen, beautiful white teeth, far from being porky. ......Read the rest...

...Dream state yields deep sleep personifications Upon lying supine - eye shutter lids into the land of Wynken, Blynken, and Nod, where the sandman beckons and bids dead to the webbed wide world, ......Read the rest...