Fangled Poems - Poems about Fangled

... Underworld, of changelings, where shadows loom, There lies a world, vitrified, consumed, Its surface hardened, a relic of alchelimes, a testament to sorrow, frozen in language w......Read the rest...

...We create androids, like God creates men. To live forever, to live without sin. The games of young boys, teach them how to be. For one day they're gone, across land and sea. The automatons, o......Read the rest...

...Some claimed that Camelot was noble, a place built upon the stony ground of good-intentions, it was new and fangled, it was progressive in a time of little progress. I have seen it, I was the......Read the rest...

...I'm an old fashioned fellow In a new-fangled world, A square peg in a very round hole. Gone's the world I grew up in, This one's in a tailspin And spiraling out of control. Sometimes it's hard ......Read the rest...

...When vitamin and medication bottles became plaything of the missus Mental health of yours truly heavily reliant upon one selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor named fluoxetine (Prozac) aside f......Read the rest...

...Eroding names on long-faced headstones, a small graveyard marooned on a patch of past; long rooted and confined while beside it 2022 blares unseeing past the forgotten lot. An old-fangled Ameri......Read the rest...

...A stubborn old man from Palm Springs has no patience with new-fangled things He hates cars—he’ll just walk and a sundial’s his clock He won’t fly until God gives him wings 2/4/22......Read the rest...

...Sweltering summer temperatures and warm sultry summer nights left me scratching my legs red raw I hate receiving nasty insect bites I’d slather bare limbs with cream that the chem......Read the rest...

...Dad could roll a cigarette with just two fingers and the tip of his tongue. I saw him do this once in a wind storm. He would shave close enough to keep his grizzled face blue by moonlight. ......Read the rest...

...Dad could roll a cigarette with just two fingers and the tip of his tongue. I saw him do this once in a wind storm. Magically he would shave just close enough to keep his grizzled face blue......Read the rest...

...The mountains look down their nose at us all. With disdain they find the facts of mans fall. They remember those who climbed their north face. Made it to the top then to outer space. If only ......Read the rest...

...Watching from my alabaster face sometimes hands will wipe my face every second counts my days My forlorn voice always met with grunted dismay Watch you cower as i strip your time once oiled n......Read the rest...

...Yes, we had a washer, but no dryer yet So we hung our clothes out on the line to dry with those old wooden clothes pins, you know and after dinner we retired to the balcony to sit and sip tea, ......Read the rest...

...Eroding names on long-faced headstones. Graves marooned in a patch of the past while 2019 blares unseeing around the forgotten lot. An old-fangled America tucked between gas station and str......Read the rest...

...The Joys of Getting Older. We may all be getting on a bit But lets not forget for some more fortunate The joy of it You don’t have to bounce up and down in bed no more And when the Mrs says......Read the rest...