Finer Poems - Poems about Finer

... hello below are three separate entries may this day find you well thank you "what we see" I wonder how you see me how I look in your eyes are expectations met what do you see you......Read the rest...

.... there'z no finer feeling save hern mitt's palm's sweat 'side mine......Read the rest...

... Two giraffes sought afternoon tea An open window they both see There is nothing finer Than using fine china The bonus is their meal was free! ......Read the rest...

...A feller I met, with a twinkle in his eye Quite the enigma, you see, Said, "I ain't got no dough, not a single penny!" Said he, "ain't got no cash, not a single plug for a cup o' tea." "Couldn......Read the rest...

... I’m not one but a whisper - I’m nothing ‘cept a sham a pharaoh for the faceless and the finer freaks, I am cormorant for the chinamen rusty wire wraps......Read the rest...

...Faerie dust is finer than stardust Glitzier than rainbow sprinkles More joyful than moondust I never knew until tonight But here she is, being poured out By a gorgeous night faerie I am ama......Read the rest...

... each sleight is the haunt of some evicted ghost. grieving me a life of greater pain; I see pieces of people passing, drifting into the footsteps of another's future. I feel the rough sa......Read the rest...

...So, let us write of finer things Avoid forever bee-less stings Mock the errant bird that sings Of low tide and the stink it brings Our sands will e’er be brilliant white With bobbing sails jus......Read the rest...

.... no Oak looked finer with Hern naked 'gainst it's bold ......Read the rest...

...When my friend fell off a wall, I phoned up the local clinic. “He’s got cracks,” I said in the call. They said, “Bring him for a visit.” As we parked he looked with fright, Upon all the men wh......Read the rest...

...QUAFF OR SIP In days of old one drank from a flagon Some were even embossed with a dragon Yet more recently, mugs then emerged And demand for matching items surged Whether in tin, porcelai......Read the rest...

...One More Day Always amazing how well this life goes right on without us New images tread where shadows have fled old memories in the dust Nothing left behind but words to remind we chased ......Read the rest...

... I spent my childhood in southern Ireland and this was a typical summer A Portrait of an Irish Summer The hours staved, Wilde’s Dorian from the ashes rebor......Read the rest...

...How do we uproot ourselves from the earth to fully ascend to the heaves above, how do we reconfigure our neurological pathways to convince our heads to unplug from the system, our hands to put do......Read the rest...

... Some of my best friends are men... BUT WOMEN!!! When a pretty filly passes me by I sit up and take notice There are so many sweet ladies in my world I've actually lost count From way ......Read the rest...