Comradely Poems - Poems about Comradely

...By your ink on this parchment, my thoughts tattooed I'm drawn to this bouquet; I am left so madly. Fields of blazing stars, lying randomly, strewed Happiest are these thoughts deliberately const......Read the rest...

...That circular object that brought revolution, That, like greased bearings, made human labor easy; Like machines many, this made its contribution, The times to change and the cultures to be breezy.......Read the rest...

...I really didn’t like him But what the heck He was a fellow Yorkie And he had a lot of neck He played the piano by ear And that’s just how it sounded You couldn’t say his technique Made notes i......Read the rest...

...He came the hallowed night of haints, face a kaleidoscope of paints. He looked all around until he had found The source of all the complaints. The girl enraged was named Sally......Read the rest...

...Idlers, paved paths with active energies, purloining, feigning amity. Dodgy & concealing past immoral dregs by comradely, waspish mien. Obdurately empowered by this stranger plucked from th......Read the rest...

...We peep through grated beams in the dark confines, Kept in chains by the tyranny of audacious jailers, unending cynosure of profligates and imposters: ruining the destinies of million wear......Read the rest...

...Taint/ There was a time when I felt like wealth all I needed under my belt, like why the f*** do I care, look at this Gucci I wear, like a movie directed by Luci, I’ve become less a begger......Read the rest...

...If everything is all right Then there is not going to be a fight Thoughts from those wearing tights And arms showing might A huge net down there Going through the air Grabbing a swinging ......Read the rest...

...Four long years have past, World Cup here at last Thirty two teams full of hope, live their dreams from all over our world, adorers massed Within Russia's realms, friendship to extremes Footb......Read the rest...

...Calling I hear the pipes from far away drummers in fields play highlands and bogs pipers march in dawns lifting fog past forest and streams overlooking stormy seas the brave need no sword In......Read the rest...

...Teachers, Teachers. Teachers Teach us. They give us speeches and praise us like Jesus But they're not holy, swag. They cater solely, for themselves;So selfish.  Some are rude and crabby;So ......Read the rest...

...From the past days of old. At Seventh Street & Florence Avenue. Vehicles in pristine finished. Bragging Rights Mint Condition. Proudly rolled by in a yearly tribute. Very close behind did the ......Read the rest...

...Many are the 'characters' I met while serving my nation. Seems there's always one who stands out in every organization! In Bermuda (where I fought the Korean War) was such a cuss. He was my bunkma......Read the rest...