Fidgets Poems - Poems about Fidgets

..."I shall cut off your right digits!" And the fine red-haired girl fidgets! Not in early teens, now Eighteen: Should with success run a canteen... But Joyce before speaker just trembles, Every ......Read the rest...

...Thoughts and acts attack sporadic a tactic without static/ Don’t panic you old addict forget that statistic/ I’ll slick back and go ballistic on a notebook with hope cooked rhetoric/ Stick affluen......Read the rest...

...The temperature is 21 - Though cold, it fits the season, But that does not explain why, While out walkin,’ I was freezin.’ For when you factor wind chill in, It feels like single digits And t......Read the rest...

...You've heard of an orchard/ I've stirred up an artchard with girthed art to be heard/ Words come in with fun as the function never turned defunct/ Metaphors and puns run an injunction to sever cl......Read the rest...

...Haven’t sorted this years poems And another year is looming Yet my fingers dance and play Upon the keyboard every day Some say the poems that I write Are seamless, flowing, very tight Others pa......Read the rest...

... My smart iPhone drowned, what a dread! No purpose to get out of bed. Can’t do without fidgets With smarty pants digits When my social life just dropped dead! My buddy, from a......Read the rest...

...clarity seeps the wound the flip phone missing digits a womb infused with violet hues it's quiet till it fidgets happenstance and bruise it swells for martyr avenues the screen is crac......Read the rest...

...the vice cannot squeeze any tighter bolts crushed under the benchmark gather dust with nuts and lost screws a DIY manual mocks arrested craft I cannot hold it together much longer limb......Read the rest...

...See how the alcoholic wants his drink. He's got a black can of strong cider. He's in the queue behind me. I sense his agitation. He fidgets, moving from one foot to the other. I must have my drin......Read the rest...

...A nonet of carbon atoms dances around its nonexistent center, morphing into an infinite series of noncoplanar nonagons, a nonconformist to aromatic laws. It fidgets with its configurations, a n......Read the rest...

...Never too old Who builds the castles When we go sea-siding Picks up the sticks And plays horse riding Baas to the sheep To the cow’s moo, moo Not the kids It’s what granddads do Who su......Read the rest...

...Hearts burning with desire Minds awash with dreams and aspirations Eyes wishing from normal life to retire Ears primed to hear inspirational orations Delivered at a pacey rate To a receptive ......Read the rest...

...Oh, how patience and wits are put to test For "creative" math used to figure the best Far be it for a newbie to question the stats But seems t......Read the rest...

... ( It seems the only thing eternal life has left me is eternal tears. For my lost son Christopher; named after the god who suffers. ) I knew you before I met you......Read the rest...

...She sits in the corner and rocks to and fro searching for memories she lost a long time ago She closes her eyes and sits back in her chair looking for faces and places that are no longer the......Read the rest...