Dribble Poems - Poems about Dribble

...Fields, landscapes, trails, hills, valleys, and mysterious mountains Mesmerizing are the dribble-bubbles of the fountains. The scars of constant visits by storms and hurricanes are seen. No one kn......Read the rest...

...Just about every morning, I see him there, A solitary figure on the basketball court. He is shooting free throw after free throw, And most of them go in, but some do not. But it doesn’t ......Read the rest...

... Do you slurp when eating your soup It's perfectly okay you know In the rules for soup, especially tomato Slurping should be audible I'm told Also messing up a clean white tuxedo Is......Read the rest...

... Those intense eyes, imposing aura; The warrior pose; atop the snow-clad peaks, among the floating clouds still, radiating heat! The serpents, the hair, The alluring fear, The magical hues,......Read the rest...

.... 'tiz mine engram leaking drip drip dribble drip it happenz when ......Read the rest...

...Under the hedgerow, nothing will fall apart, nor hold, until a first milky dribble is squeezed into the mewing mouths of the newborn. Small forms roll in their dim pelts, nightjars swoop from......Read the rest...

...Strong women would like someone there, just not to rescue them; All of those alluring silver screen dreams; No they don’t need him but they’d like to give love a second chance; Rehab for hop......Read the rest...

... An army of mites resides in our lashes With mouths and tiny claws Along the way during human evolution This surely must have been a flaw Astronauts strangely can't burp in space Wh......Read the rest...

... comparison is a pickpocket plucking joy from my handbag I have been compared to countless things and things that cannot be counted, or counted on mostly fair assessments of character only a h......Read the rest...

...I feel myself becoming scraggly in this place. As if I’m old, but I don’t remember being old. I feel my face and it’s smooth this time. They lead me to bed. They give me bland soup that I......Read the rest...

... I have little to say as an avalanche of maple spills over the back fence and water weighted branches, heavy with the perfume of rain, bow and bend in a slight breeze and the dry throats of......Read the rest...

...Aged chains are hampering me. They get heavier constantly. Age changes everything, Voices crackle, making it hard to sing. Walking and talking become a chore, The conversation is a bore. ......Read the rest...

...Dangling hair, girls twirl, drum majors, Baseball turned cap boys, screenagers, Gum chew boys, girls curls, tweenagers, Just teenagers, just teenagers. Pixie sticks tootsie rolls swallows, ......Read the rest...

... Back then, backyards were big enough to nurture a growing soul and provide a space for the earth to play out its seasons in full rehearsal. There were wide tracks of grass, trees to climb......Read the rest...

...She fell asleep at her sewing machine again Don Tee Oh Tee came along with dribble on his chin Sure he was wearing his armor it looked rusty too Nothing about the old guy was interesting or new. ......Read the rest...