Crayons Poems - Poems about Crayons

...Windows that aren’t real windows. Outside is fake too. The fence is real though, I tried. Crayons aren’t sharp. But maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be. They turn the phones off at this time. ......Read the rest...

... Written: April 19, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A whirl in motion. In a world of vibrant hues,  a dream so rich and true.  visions of colors, bold and bright,  A sigh......Read the rest...

...We settled into Baltimore after rejecting several locations after the dreaded shoot out thus move seemed right although two Suburban trucks tailed us from the airport the driver was excellent at dist......Read the rest...

...The school bell's chorus wakes a drowsy room, Sunlight spills, a golden, dusty plume. Desks, once dormant, morph to galleons grand, Ready to set sail to each uncharted land. Chalk, a spectral h......Read the rest...

...Books to the library photos to family. Paint cans and lumber from renovations years ago. Most of the furniture including the piano. Fastest way to do this is rent a dumpster. On the interne......Read the rest...

...I remember me when I was until I become what I am I was just a child And I began to walk. Then as I walked I also I tested my talk. Voraciously Yeah I spoke I began walking on Further I stalked......Read the rest...

...Amidst shattered hues, they stay alive, Broken crayons, yet they thrive. Purple persists in its royal grace, Pink too, in its delicate embrace. Shorter, yes, and somewhat marred, Yet each colo......Read the rest...

...Chicago, Illinois was his birthplace. He was a man of the white race. A move to a small midwestern town, And an idea for a famous street formed in his crown. In school, he realized he loved to ......Read the rest...

... Artistry created with a hand comes in so many forms I'm not always able to conform to considered norms I've used #2 pencils when it was suggested I use a #4 Then again, I don't always do things ......Read the rest...

...The arboretum is quiet today. It is early, yet too late to spot a somnambulant space alien emerging from the thorny bushes. Do you believe? I have seen the odd-looking sparrows, with their r......Read the rest...

... O what a time we had, we had a time of it didn't we, you in your stripy flouncy dress and pink kneed splendor, and I dragging a foot behind you, as callow and unrisen as a half-baked pudding.......Read the rest...

...Army versus Navy Navy versus Army Army versus Army Navy versus Navy Stop, stop the division Stop the separation Stop the genocide The bombs, the pesticide And the bullets are killing Women, ......Read the rest...

...It was 1968 we'd gathered again in the school auditorium my tiny hands sweating only five years old while my name was called in all of this cold civil rights riots plagued my little brown mind sir......Read the rest...

...In a land of dreams where stories play, Children laugh and sing in a sunlit day. With teddy bears and dolls in tow, They dance in gardens where rainbows grow. Tiny footsteps, pitter-patter ligh......Read the rest...

... I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the spark of crying hail and maybe, the snow-storms melted t......Read the rest...