Grinders Poems - Poems about Grinders

... Now is the time To connect with your Creator. Time is not waiting, A little g......Read the rest...

...Like puppeteers organ grinders will always exist; there can never be a last; there’s an endless supply of monkeys, and sheep.......Read the rest...

... The street organ grinder was a musical novelty popular in the 19th century. It consisted of a barrel organ strapped to the body, it was heavy, and had a stick to stand it up, a crank wheel ......Read the rest...

...In New York City- Nineteen thirty-six, the crowds had gathered for a final show; none playing the next day- no more to see of organ grinders coming to their streets. Throughout the city, all th......Read the rest...

...Beethoven smashes one piano after another. He shears through keyboards, a peasant scything hay. The composer's fingers listen through touch, they become deeper, more blunted, a vibration of mal......Read the rest...

...Beethoven smashes one piano after another. He shears through keyboards, a peasant scything hay. The composer's fingers don't grow deaf, they become deeper, more blunted, like mallets. His apa......Read the rest...

...hold still, eventide ... I am a capricious cad among wraiths, waltzing with a mop in a Marrakesh courtyard - catching stars as they drip with waxy and wild wonder,......Read the rest...

...Come enjoy our whole bean bliss; where bean-sky-lifts flavored dreams, sky high or pick your own beans on your way up; yes, we grow it all on one mega-bush. Saucer dining jettison......Read the rest...

...There are skeletons in the wardrobe but they’re home and dry Looked after properly moth balled and yet unkindly falling apart Conscience is layered just as are subconscious wishes and fears ......Read the rest...

...Beethoven smashes one piano after another. He shears through keyboards, a peasant scything hay. The composer's fingers don't grow deaf, they become deeper, more blunted, like mallets. His apa......Read the rest...

...Light is sweet and good for the eyes to see the brightness of the Sun, For if someone lives a thousand years, may they rejoice in all of them. But let us remember, for a thousand years in the sight......Read the rest...

...Puppy nappers are on the rise in Kansas City the TV said. I moaned. I did not even know the TV set was on! Roses are being stolen out of the Presidential flower garden. I shut my eyes tighter, n......Read the rest...

...In rabbit’s fur I find you touching it you come to mind can’t stop feeling the memory your alabaster pink thighs elicit Horses on the right gallop away at full speed past me lions on the left ......Read the rest...

...Reincarnated, I will come back as a mustached and bearded Italian organ grinder, I will live in Rome, Italy and play my home-made barrel organ in the streets, My pet spider monkey, Shark, will happ......Read the rest...

...Invisible Footprint My words reverberate, I must pause before I say. They have impact and meaning, they crystalize in shape. People act on those words, behaving a certain w......Read the rest...