Cussing Poems - Poems about Cussing

...DO YOU REMEMBER WALKNG TO SCJOOL ALONE AND HOW ARE PARENTS NEEDED COMMERCIALS TO REMEMBER THEY HAD PUT IS OUT, YOU REMEMBER THE FEELING WHEN NO ONE SCREAMED AT STREET LIGHT DAWN, KIND O......Read the rest...

...Tragically, I am happy, not much to moan about. Contentment can get old real quick. Mind suggests turning on the TV to Fox News or even CNN. Tragedy! Doom everywhere! Now I am back, no......Read the rest...

... Join the runners at the line, clean out all those pantry shelves. Make a promise to spend time, creating a healthy self. Throw away all the junk food, maybe head down to the gym. Eat less, ......Read the rest...

...Sometimes loneliness kicks in and I remenisce on what was I drown myself in what could have been But I remember what was Sometimes less is more and more is less My now long found freedom makes me......Read the rest...

...When we were just young kids hanging around the one grocery store there was in town drinking Yoo-Hoo and chewing Bazooka Joe While we were joking, cussing and spitting playing baseball, swim......Read the rest...

...Two girls far apart leading different but crazy similar lives Lots of progress and work - arousing with small talk of becoming wives But are those emotions genuinely what you wanna explore? The j......Read the rest...

...Catherine yawned today made no mention of the prix she had to pay Love is a cussing word She did the best she could Gonna reinvent the wheel The swallow always knows and the doughty willow......Read the rest...

...You may have a recurring dream that you are not really the jerk you believe yourself to me. You may wake-up with a hangover but can’t recall what caused it, this is a sure sign. Sitting o......Read the rest...

...Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor. We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light. Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses its body......Read the rest...

...When my uncle bought me a gift, it was something I had to bury. When I opened his Christmas present, I received a dead canary. He put it in a cage and wrapped it on the first day of December. Feed......Read the rest...

...In the soak of the rain Church bells chime and the lichen covers gravestones There is not much change in the touch of needle Silence falls between the leaves belonging to the netherworld of col......Read the rest...

...Have fun playing baseball, hint number one finish the season though you’ve never won. Can’t win if you don’t play, work on point two find the skills you need, then practice them too. The count’......Read the rest...

...Chorus: Lord we thank you for the air we breathe Lord we thank you for the food we eat For your goodness and mercies For love and unity For friends and family You’re the good life that we live ......Read the rest...

...Increase In Head Size impossible mission to encapsulate notion flitting hither and yon, to and fro within cranium attached to mine body, whereby irrefutable proof prevails predicated when you......Read the rest...

...So many voices, justice yelling a me; Cussing me out, men still shooting man They just keep on, shooting at me; Yet spiting in my face, men still shooting man I said halt, the brot......Read the rest...