Drag Out Poems - Poems about Drag Out

... When I imagined what it would be like to be a writer, I saw myself hunched over a typewriter with bourbon on the rocks sweating a ring onto my desk. I could smell the ink on my fingers ......

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... I’ll SIT UNDER THIS TREE HOPING SOMEONE MIGHT STOP AND TALK TO ME I’M TIRED OF BEING ALONE AND IT’S OH SO LONESOME AT HOME MAYBE THEY MIGHT CARE AND HAVE A LITTLE TIME TO SHARE WE COULD ......

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...It is snowing! It is snowing! It is SNOWING! Three children I usually have to drag out of bed are heading for the front door. I say “don’t forget your bookbags! Don’t you want breakfast?” Mom, it’......

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...This poem made me feel powerful and less lonely Gave me permission to drag out my own macabre feelings I found myself flying toward brilliance, enjoying “bat on the wing” In a way, I felt this was......

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...Rubbing boys shoulders with sunburn oil. The sun smiles at the pain, the brush of fingers against raw flesh. But like a war wound, those boys be proud. Offer them a salve and they scoff, don......

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...Spring has sprung The lawns gone nuts Mowing time again No ifs or buts A martyred sigh Trudge to shed Drag out mower Filled with dread Attempt to start Psyche self up Try many time......

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...I was waiting at the bus stop, for the number nine to take me uptown, that’s when I saw her in the park, sitting crossed-legged on the ground. The sun reflected in her golden hair, her lips were bl......

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...My stomach is growling from the coconut trash bubbling in my system, my stomach is growling from toxic energy circulating in the street. My stomach is growling from words people are shouting in the t......

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...I carve a path out for me trying to make it in this soulless city confined to a big house aspirations seem to drag out sitting in this pink room trying to catch my breath at noon This heat is m......

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...Soon the sun will shine Through the east facing blinds I haven't worked in seven months Yet, I rise every day before him And write a poem or two The ceiling fan wobbles Finches, sparrows and ......

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...Donald and Ronald were identical twins. Growing up, they did everything together. They were not only brothers; they were best friends. It was almost like they were the same person because they ......

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...Suicide isn't an option but I can't say it has never been, I'll admit, I tried it once, way back when. I was only a teenager, And things had just piled too high. At first, I just did designs, lik......

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...Summer stands for beaches, parks, and camping. In June most flowers will be in full bloom, Zinnias, Begonias, and sweet-scented Zephyranthes share every color, while ......

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...My husband's like to water, I to oil. We're masters of the knock-down, drag-out brawl. We just don't mix. I cause his blood to boil and he enrages me. The dude has gall! From "Water and Oi......

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...my parody My husband's like to water, I to oil. We're masters of the knock-down, drag-out brawl. We just don't mix. I cause his blood to boil and he enrages me. The dude has gall! Why in the......

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