Cumbersome Poems - Poems about Cumbersome

... Justice Subjective, questionable Building, creating, reacting Colony, a......Read the rest...

...If I had a penny, for every hundred dollar, what denomination what I have? 10,000 pennies are in $100, Every dollar is 100 pennies, And 100 x 100 = 10,000. 10,000 pennies ta......Read the rest...

...on way to Ulster saw a cumbersome cluster in a big bluster while amicable did become despicable was predictable when perusing on map flowing from tree was much sap between ears big gap ......Read the rest...

...Wandering Over time I lay awake Wondering the purpose of it all The struggle to survive And the reason to go on Why we are born And why our choice is not engaged in such decisions If life ......Read the rest...

...I saw you there that night in October Tired leaves had began their fall The autumn ground burdened. Your hand held there on the small of my back Pulled me in closer still Until my stomach chur......Read the rest...

...The trick is to be grateful when your mood is high and graceful when it is low. Richard Carlson ____________________________________________________________ <>...Read the rest...

...An old man plods slowly down the rutted middle Of an ancient dusty country lane, unmindful of his steps. His calloused sandaled feet know the way, As he has trodden this path to market for decades......Read the rest...

...War weary wayward wanderer walking westerly Sadly slowly striding shadowy suburban streets Barely behaving bravely but blindly bound Coldly click-clacking cumbersome calloused cleats Tormented ......Read the rest...

...Insidious political correctness is pushed from top to bottom - to entice with policies immoral, stupid, reckless, for which the population pays the price. Political correctness is a weapon! When......Read the rest...

...Away from the fever and fret of life In absolute stillness, in abject surrender Looking into the core of my being In deep silence and solitude In an ardent gesture of adoration I wa......Read the rest...

...I I am not BIRD Yet in the Word I am often eagle, winged In strength, your protection And so, Let there be Light (versus Love) is no oversight Because my light is fraction Of my love in actio......Read the rest...

...Phooey on sonnets 'bout flowers in spring! Those moldy crotchets are trite and cliché. There's nothing 'bout flowers that makes me sing, Ne'er to my love a bouquet would I bring, She isn't keen o......Read the rest...

...Chubby cream grubby against white ice Hungry somewhat clumsy polar bear heist Hopefully loping over to an asylum of seals Tusked beasts bound to become tasty meals ......Read the rest...

...It is worn, patched, and tattered, frayed about the edges. It has at times offered me adrenal ascendency, scared me out of my wits, challenged me to act, or to be still. Its warmth has often failed......Read the rest...

...Remorseless sweaty palms despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate. Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and in......Read the rest...