Elevator Poems - Poems about Elevator

Bonfire branches swaying in summer dress At the riverside playing with the wind A long tress Snaking curves In the rippling river A summer spree Leaning lips through the vapour A cup of tea Sizzling heat ripening the mangoes Juicy delight Swimming feet in the evening pond In the sky, a kite Rendezvous of eyes and...

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I didn't fill out any paperwork. There was no memo, no consent form. Just a nameless morning when the mirror refused to acknowledge anything above my collarbone. After that, people entered me carrying grief in cardboard boxes. Pressed buttons for floors that didn't exist. A man from 4D requested the roof, as if it were still an option. On Thursday,...

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Elevator rides have a special significance Only four floors but oh what a ride For the two of us it was like a journey to paradise Pouring out what was locked up inside Hurried moments till we reached our floor Added to the thrill of each kiss Always left with wanting more, more, more Those stolen moments of bliss Lived for thirty years...

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They ride up and down all day swallowing people and regurgitating them out on floors, doors opening to bell rings with progress plotted in moving lights floor by floor, obedient to a button push or a swipe on a touch screen, fast carriage to heaven and hell and all stops in between. ...

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have you ever grappled with despair not in imagery, symbolism or portrayal. I mean, have you ever felt the elevator drop the watery weakness that extenuates breath a depth of fatigue that makes lying on the floor a burden an aching pounding in your chest, the broken-glass dryness in your throat the gritty ache in your eyes that makes you want to close...

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You know the look that you get The sandy summing up of your worth Can be peach positive or neon negative Can feel good like green spring or hurt Like a forest fire red burning potential Matters not if the look is unintentional Even karma kids do it as if a reflex No need to shout or get upset at...

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Collaboration between: Jack Horne and Sara Kendrick The elevator's getting full, but more are stepping in; I'm in between two gentlemen and wishing they were thin. The lift opened on the sixth floor My mouth agape in shock There stood twenty grown men crushed in Ten had hens and no socks And then appeared a group of girls, and each had heavy...

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Elevator rides have a special significance Only four floors but oh what a ride For the two of us it was a journey to paradise Pouring out what was locked up inside Hurried moments till we reached our floor Added to the thrill of each kiss Always left with wanting more, more, more Those stolen moments of bliss Lived for thirty years deep...

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My daughter who was then, just about seven. The sun had just settled softlty in the Pacific. We were in Ghiradelli Square, a joyful place,as is heaven. Into an elevator we went so sparkling clean and spiffy terrific! It was an elevator with walls of shiniest metal. I pressed the command button, to take us merrily down! Alas, the brightly...

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He was fearful that if he fell asleep, lithium batteries in his cells would leak. A new prescription his psychiatrist wrote and that's how he started on Depakote.. His ups and downs were hard to endure. One day he seized on the kitchen floor. There wasn't a history of seizures before. In time he grew so darn depressed that most mornings he could...

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You say I must be brave but how ? Trembling, ...

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You told me you couldn't wait to leave You said you were staying here for work. Also mentioned you were going on vacation in two weeks. I asked where you were going you said anywhere but here. You told me you can go anywhere for work I wish I stayed and talked to you longer I want to know what...

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Elevator, stair to opposites for failure or success right way With or without scale...

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i am writing this poem in an elevator while stuck the light represents the darkness that i feel i guess i deserved to be literally abandoned by you i was not the best for you and your personal expectations i wish that we could have been friends, but i understand you declining it's funny how reflections, thoughts, examinations, and introspection...

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That old time elevator music It's all so familiar to this old guy Makes me feel I'm near the end Aw... got another ten years or more Sinatra, Como, der Bingo, Elvis Holy doo doo am I old or what From another time zone When silent movies were the craze What exciting years they were Filled with the latest new thingy To pop onto...

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