Four O Poems - Poems about Four O

...At four o'clock, Your world wakes: My dainty array Of a rainbow vale. With fascination, Every four o'clock I Watch your opening eyes Obey - without a fight - The alarm clock in your mind.......Read the rest...

...Last night together baby, pains my core. One two three four, one two three four. La la la la la, la life is gonna stop. La la la la la, la husk is gonna rot. Festering in my basement, shh baby ......Read the rest...

... Just add beer and abracadabra . . . Flavor galore! Just don’t add too much . . . Alcoholism is a disease. It should cook out though. Anyway, I hope it’s not too cheesy. Some of you are ......Read the rest...

...Q: Where are the bodies of Mohammad and Buddha and all other gods and their prophets today? A: They are in the grave and they never claimed that they were able to rise from the......Read the rest...

...Trucks lined up one behind the other with the little that they have left and the drippings from the fountain piled up on top looking for a suitable place to make the next stop but the fear of nowhere......Read the rest...

...Can you imagine your life if you haven't met me? It was a cold day in December when all of this started. You, being the silly you, asked me something out of the blue. It was a request that I could......Read the rest...

...Don't apply you're impression of mediocrity about yourself to others because what you can't do does not mean that others also can't. Saying that others can't because you can't is an insult to you......Read the rest...

...Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened When a boy, I wanted to be as tall as my father (he passed away October seventh two thousand and twenty linkedin to congestive heart failure), who ......Read the rest...

...‘Thank you for serving.’ four meaningful words spoken; Some never came home.......Read the rest...

... I wrote a Monoku about bamboo and Zen ~ found it fun, and then I was totally obsessed with writing more ~ so I wrote twenty-four monokumania is a disease ~ with rhyming end words ~ yes, pleas......Read the rest...

...it was cold, yet hot, a fever. i am surprised, as though I didn't fill myself with poison just the night before. my arm is taped down, attached to an iv, four pouches of medication seep into m......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's Saturday night at the old town hall. The Caller’s voice crackles through the loudspeakers: Ladies and Gents, square your sets, Now join h......Read the rest...

...My inner child is ageless This helps me get through my days Not feeling guilty for being childlike She encourages me to play, which I do Every single day for at least four or five hours Tomorrow......Read the rest...

...Q: When some Baptist missionaries went to China why did they discover their people cursing God in another language by speaking in tongues. Firmly convincing them that the spiritua......Read the rest...

...Power you can’t bottle and sell, magick is not something to quell; Her heels click just like a bombshell, able to fuel and cast a spell; Toxic rumors grow and dispel; Throwing judgement without ......Read the rest...