Digger Poems - Poems about Digger

A Gold Digger

She appeared like a shadow in silk,
On 57th Street,
Where men lose themselves
Trying to impress ghosts.

Victoria — that was her name.
She smiled not with warmth,
But with calculation.
And I, foolish in my hunger for love,
Mistook her gaze for fate.

She asked if the Rolls-Royce was mine.
I told her it belonged to my boss.
She changed.
The voice that once danced

Grave Digger

Can't get you to understand.
I already know your kind.
You're really blind.
Maybe, a sign,
to you, will be given.
To make you change,
your way of living.
I'm through with always giving.
It's only your grave,
that you're digging.

Beau my Avid Digger

By the time I get outside my dogs have disappeared
I do some violent tapping with my ink pen against a chair
Beau, the baby, comes running back to see what it is
He licks my knees; he always licks my knees
I am relieved, knowing he is not digging under the neighbor’s fence
Beau is an avid digger
He has

Be true to you

“If you put a really small value upon yourself, rest assured that the world will not raise your price." --Anonymous

Hi heels equals low feels 
They can be uncomfortable 
So what’s the deal

Bad in the long run
For your hazel health
Do you wear for them or for yourself 

Painted face masking you
Dare I ask
What you trying to

Grave Digger With Wounds and Co Digger

“Please, Sam stop!”
“Why? Stan, Nope”
“Yes, Sam Stop”
“And just mope?”
“Your shovel drop”
“You can’t cope?”
“Soon shall hop” 
“Means: no hope!”
“Means: You Look”
“A wound-Gosh!”
“Marks just took”
“All for dosh…”

“Now, I bleed”
“The grave feed
“Bad Grave - sure
“And wage poor,”

“Me God save”
“Every slave”

She Loves You Because

Spit fire and spin honey,
the target-a wealthy man and his money.

She has no other talent that qualifies,
just the sum of what quantifies.

She's got cause and family ties,
under the guise of friendship and lies.

Depending on time to line her pockets,
she waits like a spider to sign the dockets.

The honey it dries,
the old man dies.

It evokes such

The Loud Scary Digger Machine

Discussing the loud scary digger machine
Because it is terrifying their children
Badger takes the helm; he stirs them up
Rabbits and hedgehogs are slow to get hot
Squirrel is hopping around like a maniac, being squirrel.
Blue jay keeps his opinions silent, listening to wren and finch.
Poppies, wild rose and daisy keep their opinions for later.

Suspicious Grave and Digger

A beckoning hurt hand 
Something to understand 
And then try to withstand 
Or, else, vacate one’s stand…

‘’See, I’m badly bleeding,
My ignorance pleading,
That it be told the truth
And nothing but whole truth
About this grave of Ruth!
That had caused Frank a tooth!

‘’Does grave wish to be dug?
We could off the stuff shrug,
I leave with what I have
Cleanly

You Got Me Once

You got me but you failed to see me 
For you were looking for a jewel
In my thoughts I shined brightly 
But you were digging for a well 

You broke my heart in two 
And made my spirit wander 
You didn't see how much I love you 
You only cared for your plunder 

Don't you

Never Be a Gold Digger

Don’t  dare be A Gold Digger,
Who pays like A  
Never one's treasures near
While permitting no fear.

Never either bestride a farm 
That didn’t weary your arm
Nor try to closer go 
To any of its inviting row,
For one should not  at all experience charm 
Of what didn’t occasion one harm:
To never dare reap 
What

Gold Digger

A wealthy old man in his fifties,
Loved a young girl he thought was just nifty.
His friends didn't like her.
They called her a piker.
But the old man said she was just spiffy.

He wished to marry the fraulein.
Asked his friends, "Do you think she'll be mine?"
I have plenty of money,
And she's such a honey.
Oh sure! Tell her

The Bullecourt Digger

I stopped looking up at him standing so tall
And I wondered how they stood to the end of it all
When it was mud and blood that ruled the day
And the cannon and machine guns held sway

I felt I could see them standing watching me
Laconically leaning on the wall now carefree
For they had paid a price

Mail Order Maiden - Ct

I smiled invitingly, the screen 
Revealed woman of my ideal
Russian silk beauty, pure, unseen 
Pillow lips, brush eyelash appeal 

I said I could serve her well, my earnings
Would purchase nicest things of her yearnings 
I'll fly her here, get her spousal visa
Her eyes alight, replied, "Sure... I'm Leeza" 

" I need a man on good

The Local Grave Digger Laments Again

(A True Story)

Now I grow older, and beauteous memories turn to weeds, this blood in my veins turn to water, like the shivering river cold desolate in the valley bleeds. 
Yet still on the hill rise I see 'Aunt Mary' her hair more golden by the day,
when my memory returns and I think of September,

Gold-Digger Sonnet

Shall I compare a summer’s day to thee
in an effort to make lust seem profound,
you’re hot, wanted, and can make men sweaty,
but is it worth it when the sun goes down?

Paying so much to go out on the town,
at the nicest restaurants you have to eat,
vacation at the ritziest sports around,
reveling in being looked at

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