Flannel Poems - Poems about Flannel

...It was a time that I will never forget, a time of grunge, flannel, and war; A War on authority, a war on what we knew; Electric colors and synthesizers are gone; I remember the death of hair ......Read the rest...

... Three kids to a bed, two beds to a room, three rooms crowded with flannel long johns and wool socks. If I was lucky enough maybe they had only been worn by two or three brothers before me. ......Read the rest...

... We can live in little boxes in the hills baby that's what I call the life Cheap champagne thrills Skin sticking to the fake leather backseat of your car drunk on your sweet sweat Up all nigh......Read the rest...

...A walk in a sleetstorm, my hair soaking wet A thought about you that I'll not soon forget The thought went like this, Cozy cabin so warm, Rewinding, replaying, a favorite song, You're waiting f......Read the rest...

...Wrap yourself up in a box then send the box to me I'll unwrap you nice and slow, just for my eyes to see And when I find out that it's you for me the gift inside I'll scream out with excitement, m......Read the rest...

.... 'twuz merely ourn lips In slow mo' hern pixie crept front mine Can ......Read the rest...

...~^~ From branches and hills, where a sled felt at home To dash through the snow, neath an evergreen roam With boots shiny wet, wearing scarves. flannel hats We waved hi to Winter......Read the rest...

... 12/19/2023 A Chicago snowstorm at Christmas, was always my wish. Red, shiny boots with warm,fluffy fur, both in and out. I lived in the rolling suburbs wh......Read the rest...

...Wear a flannel shirt of mine Infused with my cologne Then you will always think of me And never be alone Although I'd rather be right there To give a great big hug In time my love, in time we'l......Read the rest...

..."Ronnie, honey,"Do you really believe that's it all about the numbers as far as our God is concerned?" Asked her concerned husband, Bob. "Yes, Bobby, sweetie pie, I really do and boy oh boy Tomm......Read the rest...

...Summer's hunter-green fields yielded to autumnal beige and vermillion, soon came the frosted air and cardinals singing in snowy pine boughs. Deer shyly emerged from woodlands edge for feed famil......Read the rest...

...Freddy Farkle, fumbling forecaster for Forestville, friggin' fudged Friday forecast....fair?! first florid felicitous, falling flurries followed, froze flowers, foiled! faraway farmhouse, furrowi......Read the rest...

...Must be cool to be a farmer. (Well, except for all the work!) Having produce at your fingertips Would be a lovely perk. Feeding chickens, brushing horses, Waking up to milk the cows, All soun......Read the rest...

...Francie folded with the first contraction .Sam had watched her eyes widen as the amniotic fluid soaked her dress.The contractions began immediately as if a starter pistol had been fired.She could te......Read the rest...

... Fall's tapestry of red and gold, as scheduled, always will unfold. Still, I am dazzled and surprised October holds me mesmerized. The color riot on display of mums and pumpkins perched on ......Read the rest...