Crank Poems - Poems about Crank

... Always been creative in one form or another It's definitely what turns my crank Sometimes I wish I could turn it off but no dice Been blessed with this very active mind Which can actu......Read the rest...

... Well cross my eyes and call me Lucy Met the sweetest lady of the group She turns my crank, gets my motor a-racing For poetry I don't give a poop Should rename the site “Meet A Sweet......Read the rest...

... One of my friends recently suggested I write one called “Cracker Jack” Who better than the cracker himself Who's wheels have left the track I've never professed to be poet In the i......Read the rest...

...Temporal incarnation of Aphrodite... induces idyllic reverie delight evoking similar surge, when skirting, and eluding fidelity defining the marital law on par with courting in flagrante deli......Read the rest...

...Brick, grit smeared towers, crank-out smears for heavy smokers. Under every stacked chimney goblins belch, coughing up, cancer into a riddled sky. Workers wade through ankle pulling tar, g......Read the rest...

...He is cranking up the old rusty engine again, but all that work is in vain, sweat is running from his anxious face and grease is spilling all over the place. There he goes again with his tool bag and......Read the rest...

...Something has you really dazed You seem lost and kind of phased Confused, hurt and really blue Tell me what happened to you What made you feel like this Taking away all your bliss Leaving you i......Read the rest...

...The hand crank sounds about right There's a them, with a master plan But how much variance is there? A rotation becoming monotonous Until there's no hand in sight Those with feet fixed to the wi......Read the rest...

... I faced this man, looking like a portrait, I heard him whisper from heart straight. You’re bold and flagrant frank, voice vibrates with cadence of confident airs, you’re logical, at times......Read the rest...

...Bike to ramp and from ramp to tree In just a second you can feel the hit Hanging midair is a time of glee Adrenaline rush with teeth a’grit Grasping his precious jewels The tens unit clung C......Read the rest...

...He can turn the crank, to tunes of happy song, One that his crowd has cherished for long, But something has so terribly gone wrong For someone has declared: you don’t belong, O, you don’t belong;......Read the rest...

... The street organ grinder was a musical novelty popular in the 19th century. It consisted of a barrel organ strapped to the body, it was heavy, and had a stick to stand it up, a crank wheel ......Read the rest...

...Written: October 20, 2023, If an opera cannot be played by an organ grinder, it's not going to achieve immortality. By Thomas Beecham ___________......Read the rest...

..."A new soul in the making, I am just waking, all previous memory erased, with a new life I am faced"~~ The Poet I need no religion to know what’s right. I need no church for my love to ignite.......Read the rest...

...My father was a devoted fly fisherman who couldn’t resist the almost masochistic urge to wake in the quiet predawn hours and stumble, blurry eyed with his loaded thermos out of the house. He drove t......Read the rest...