Eighty Six Poems - Poems about Eighty Six

...I paint in series; same motif – haystacks, trees, cathedrals, water lilies. normandy inspired many pencil sketches of sailing ships. aunt Marie-Jeanne encouraged me; she was a generous painter. bo......Read the rest...

...Dear ‘Prudence’ would have been my fate after the song if he had his way luckily that night in June not a moment too late nineteen eighty-six my mother crowned me Kate although… thirty-seve......Read the rest...

...air a voice of no measure pairs equitably trifling like an eighty-six patron vermiso will win out a majority in favor consciousness of her fears are competently conversant of artsy quiesce......Read the rest...

...Welcome to my studio Rose Wylie said. She was amazed that so many were interested. She had been painting for years. Every year more people came by to gawk. She had agreed to an hour interview. ......Read the rest...

...I am moving to the Maldives Islands Where is that? The middle of the Indian Ocean What is there? Temperatures between seventy-six and eighty-six degrees Her parents were against it It did not......Read the rest...

...Another day has passed and here I am sitting in the dark waiting for you to come to reminiscence with me in the wavering sun. Days have passed and I have watched evenings melting in the crusty ground......Read the rest...

...Devilish details; Torn up jeans paired with an 800 dollar custom ring, It takes work to look this carefree.......Read the rest...

...I play word games two to four hours a day, I hold a fulltime job as an elementary school counselor, I am currently working on twenty-two new paintings, and I look up new words on a daily basis. “......Read the rest...

...Whoa is me, don't have many friends Except those here on the Soup Maybe because I show only my best side You don't really know the scoop Nasty to children push old people down Whenever......Read the rest...

...Do we remember to thank God every day? For our feet? For our seeing eyes? For our strong back? For our hearing? Many of us do after someone else Gets paralyzed, Loses their sight Breaks the......Read the rest...

...LIFE IN A NUTSHELL Now that I've reached The ripe old age of eighty-six It's all clear to me now What life is all about WE'RE BORN WE struggle WE become old and cranky THEN WE DIE........Read the rest...

...Don't know how many years I have left Could be one, could be ten, could be twenty Pretty good shape for a man of eighty-six But I'm starting to think of it plenty It's only natural as ......Read the rest...

...ou’d think this was a poem of death, since my death begins it, oddly enough, though it all takes place in Heaven above, after I’d gone to my eternal rest, the weight of time and space now off my ......Read the rest...

...He is an old man now Eighty-six in 2022. He has not aged a day though. He is drawn the same, only better. We recognize his red cape and red boots. His shiny tight-fitting suit shows off his pe......Read the rest...

...The frozen north has never appealed to me Was born to live in the tropics near the sea Eighty-six years of cold On a tropic isle I'm sold Love wearing my pretty lei golly gee......Read the rest...