Dirt Poems - Poems about Dirt

...When are you far right.? If for peace you call' Where is far left..? Right now it takes my breath.' Can't some democrats be Christian.? Who decides On what, is what.? Like even stevens..We don"t h......Read More

...How did this happen? I wonder. How the water Could have Dragged you under Is yet another Blinding secret But it would still work to Bind, so we’d keep it Nothing held The weakened connecti......Read More

...A Nashville No No weapons strategy turned into a travesty then a tragedy from window would shoot she was a cake full of fruit never gave a hoot heard that she fasted way into school had......Read More

...Revived Treasured Safety abide by Security Meditation. Sing Pray serves height weight night light expresses the test! Do not borrow sorrow moans and groans or any strain or shame if you must we......Read More

...He pushed at the open door no sound just darkness inside. Dust filtered his nostrils, a mustiness of lost years inhabited his senses. A loose floorboard creaked in the stairwell, t......Read More

...Welcome Home Welcome to Earth Where nobody is perfect And nothing is always correct. Welcome Home Welcome to Earth Where people laugh and talk Where people cry and walk Where people hate an......Read More

...I thought I knew what love was, What it meant, how it felt, and how to contain it without absorption But I could’ve never been more wrong The idea was foreign to me until our paths crossed, ......Read More

...headstrong at the headframes. under the stars. with fire used to stay warm in the dark, warm in the snow. fire used to make love now burns in metal garbage cans we walk around, singing about......Read More

... The devil’s dry fields dirt farm, not much yields damn sun one forlorn tree shields Texas battlefields the one recline that appeals low water reveals not done no reprieve day’s s......Read More

...I lay on the grass, checking out the sky, staring at the blue, then asking why. People looking up, to see what I see, seeing nothing they, look funny at me. All I was asking, is why I am here......Read More

...There are many pictures in my mind, From both memory and fantasy. Where they seldom overlap, Avoiding any redundancy. Causing me at times to wonder, Where my though......Read More

...Too many corners of my heart trying so hard to fill up searching in the dirt searching in the mud searching everywhere walking every path... You don't want to play you just want to bite y......Read More

...The city is dotted in little wooded sanctuaries. One on the corner of Forsyth and Luckie, a pair of twins on Hill St. If you’re lucky sometimes you can glimpse a group of four or more. I know of one......Read More

...or on Most of the Emerald Isles "It's hard never to have been green." -- countless puny Irish sp*rmatozoa tadpolelike wasted each w*nk * * * O, how sad is St. Paddy's on Mars -......Read More

...The newbie was wearing boots- toe to over the knees With a mini skirt that was flipping in the breeze The boots are something some of the men said. In particular Dave, Don, Gary, Thomas and Ed. ......Read More