Drumroll Poems - Poems about Drumroll

...The leader, philosophical and wise, Ends his speech after a long silent pause, His true followers with half open eyes Responding with admiring oohs and aahs. Turn up the mic on the silence to h......Read the rest...

...The drumroll, too heavy for May rumbles on ... abruptly halts Cadets at attention rigidly silently, duty-bound ... In measured tones, a psalm floats on a breeze made limp by h......Read the rest...

...Goddamn smartass squirrel goes through a window and starts slapping a plush toy. Turning it over and over. "You got jacked, !" Up on its attention antennae, sealed in clover. Up for all comers, ......Read the rest...

...Night time rituals, that little space of time, Cathartic relief, along with sweat and grime, Tribulations of the day wash away, too, Pool down the sink hole, tomorrow starts brand new. Night ti......Read the rest...

...The mind eternal lies before us always. Less pure in tone, we come to it drenched with life; Fearless companion in our hour of days. A purity not withstanding breadth of knife. Away! Away! su......Read the rest...

...He couldn’t wait, Not any longer, he’d held out all year. So he parked the car at Lookout Hill And nibbled on her ear. He couldn’t stop. The drumroll of his heart was deafening, He laid the s......Read the rest...

...Where lips crave praise, teardrops dangle on lower lash, Unabashed smiles, like the seawaves of haven’s cache. Found in communion, where robust hymns reconvene — A sanctuary, my consecra......Read the rest...

... I want to ride a zebra and race the rays of radiance through heat-waves’ sailing gradients - a folly wild - a mood untamed elated hands in bristled mane unbridled veins u......Read the rest...

...Here comes judgment day The day of reckoning Where fates are decided And verdicts rendered Futures lie in the wait The drumroll of anticipation Admitting there’s no hope For submissions that a......Read the rest...

...Figuratively tack one hundred and eighty degrees away... where joie de vivre underscores poetic theme, no matter every day brings gut wrenching tearful tragedy, thee attention for heart warmi......Read the rest...

...Angel on hindsight Foul on an area of light. A vanishing monk. A living stalk. A living hen. Drumroll - please. Hence we fly, I dry. What do we say, quiet please. I fly like an eagle. I walk li......Read the rest...

...Blustery sky I have read your blotted scroll Your balmy reams with angry portents roll A bleary tempest o'er your tranquil plains doth roil Blackened tenants perch on your billowy shoal With shut......Read the rest...

...don't be afraid to be foolish and stupid (Heroditus) When I first met her I knew there was something she gave me a spontaneous drumroll ascending to creative spirit ......Read the rest...