Fitted Poems - Poems about Fitted

What is it about fitted sheets They don’t seem to stay fitting Is it the dryer overly drying When I pull the corners go flying It looks great for about a day Till I get in bed and it’s a waste Fighting the sheet for my fate Hugging my feet and gripping face How to fold them I’ll never know Saw it once on...

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BEING FITTED FOR MY MURDER WAS LIKE ANY OTHER DRESS FITTING WHEN I WAS LITTLE THE TAILOR SHOP WAS ALWAYS EMPTY AWAITING MY PERSONAL FITTING MY POP WENT FIRST WATCHED THE SEAMTRESS CAREFULLY MEASURE HIS ARMS AND COLLARS I WOULD GET THE LOLLIPOPS ON THE STRING CROSS MY LEGS AND WAIT FOR MY TURN MY...

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I've come to accept I'll never do laundry without losing a sock I'll never know how to fold a fitted sheet or... ...even the face in the mirror I just don't know why after having never done so no more than once or twice I still believe I can fly I want to be one of those pretty birds who effortlessly sings spreads its wings and pierces the...

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which words makes him stumble those he wishes to hear or those he longs to hear which words do she want to hear those that causes togetherness or those that divides loneliness might the two be the same?...

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Do a wash with fitted sheets And often, you’ll be finding Socks or t-shirts stuck inside In need of some unwinding. For as the dryer spins around Such items are attracted Into the vortex of those sheets And need to be extracted. It’s easy to forget to look So by the time I spy them, The cycle’s almost finished And there isn’t time to dry them. Each...

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I woke up drenched in your affluence. A lonely thread distending out of me, you had been at work again. The ever clever tailor of my fervor. My skin cried colors that I had seen in your eyes, every bit of me already missed you. Like an octopus' epidermis, my body tried to correlate hues... I had to find some way of...

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A marriage formed by insisting parents To join lands and force grudging events We stood stiff, shivering and apprehensive Each of us nervous, fearful and defensive He was over six feet one inch tall I was only four feet eleven inches small Clutching wilted wild flowers to my breast Wearing a shapeless yellowed white dress His shirt was murky grey his...

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Holy, saintly, godly, angels sent from heaven's holy, saintly throne sacred message godly, angel shown...

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You didn't roll a wagon up to bring an apple pie. The neighbors haven't come from miles to raise a barn up to the sky. We didn't have to ring a bell to call your buckets to a fire, 'Cause when we had three surgeries, our hearts you did inspire. Big homegrown chickens delivered in vans And well tended...

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