Grumbling Poems - Poems about Grumbling

... Series of scattered suffused sufferings sprouting from shocks, stress and strain appearing off and on in agitated brain sometimes igniting anger ......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...

...It’s an almighty responsibility to irrigate the land. Sending April showers when torrents are in demand. To control cloud bursts with symphonic precision. It takes all my skill and planni......Read the rest...

...thunder grumbling rumbling turning the sky dark gray terrifying more than a few thunder......Read the rest...

...This is the last time the old frog was grumbling in a croak. Last time I will ever be in this aluminum jacuzzi; was this kind of a joke? The last time! The last time! The last time! The last tim......Read the rest...

...If I call you, would you come and join me in the sun? If I call you, would you say that the day is done? I see you running all over the place with boots laced up to your waist and leather jackets wit......Read the rest...

... The world needs a whole lot more love and laughter Spread it around every chance you get Whether it's a waitress in a restaurant Or the cashier at the local supermarket Or a helpful t......Read the rest...

... Cold winds, the assassins of startled vegetation, blow in with late autumn. Snow arrives to cover the terrain with blankets of white, pristine feathery snow; meanwhile, some bodie......Read the rest...

...Fumbling blindly in the dark Grumbling finally hit the mark Tumbling until morning light Mumbling what a wondrous night......Read the rest...

... Dr. Reed Richards, known as Mr. Fantastic, is a super-hero whose body is elastic. Leader of the Fantastic Four clan, a genius invincible is this man. The Invisible Woman, AKA Susan Storm, fi......Read the rest...

...The glaciers swept over the corridors of North America standing in the back yard of Alaska they carved out the great lakes in Alberta, British Columbia and Montana and, gazes at you from the depth......Read the rest...

...A rose blooms under a painter's hand. He adds some pleasing dew, light and shade. Sits back satisfied. He notices a single rose in its vase (his wife had set it upon the studio table), it is w......Read the rest...

... Soft, like solitude, silent and still Soothing away the sorrows, Grumbling, rumbling, suggestions Muffled by mystery, our history – Trembling beneath the shadows, Quivering in li......Read the rest...

...The Chronicles of our Liberty. Liberty in reverse. Our nation, a living mystery, bonded in trinity. Herein lies our story. Was it not yesterday, Freedom roamed and triumphed in our backyard......Read the rest...

...bottleneck gridlock no go five miles to the rest stops tense grumbling vultures are gathering there are people out of their cars screaming incoherently like zombies inside an in-car vide......Read the rest...