Gunnysack Poems - Poems about Gunnysack

...Dusk dawns noticeably earlier each night in Schwenksville, Pennsylvania - yup Which trend will continue some days before winter solstice 2021 in Northern Hemisphere, Tuesday, December 21 10:58 A......Read the rest...

...Me, an aging baby boomer long haired pencil necked geek burning, depleting, using... fossil fuels, thus a global nonrenewable resource(s) repentant consumer admitting heavily trod carbon footpri......Read the rest...

...A band donned... Around ring finger of left hand Yes folks (meaning, whomever espies these lines) alas and alack I attest thy spouse located future heirloom - while tentatively asleep in her bi......Read the rest...

...The bogey man is here Uncle Gunnysack No longer hiding in English peat bogs The Bag Man who carries a bag and kidnaps those who don't behave Do you hear him knocking Why don’t you want to go t......Read the rest...

...Train whistles still call me in the dead of night recalling wanderlust days of youth, tugging something inside me tight Vacant curiosity of what might have been another place another lifetim......Read the rest...

...Lock Down !! The bogey man is here Uncle Gunnysack No longer hiding in English peat bogs The Bag Man who carries a bag and kidnaps those who don't behave Do you hear him knocking Why don’t ......Read the rest...

...I cherish you betwixt the spaces of darkness & white lightning, creative spiritedness amidst insecurities, ......Read the rest...

...The bogey man is here Uncle Gunnysack No longer hiding in English peat bogs The Bag Man who carries a bag and kidnaps those who don't behave Do you hear him knocking Why don’t you want to go to bed ......Read the rest...

...“My Winner’s Day” Walking in a winter’s wonder land, Feet wrapped in gunnysacks, making tracks, Eyes blinded by snow glare, “I‘m a man!” In hand I carry my wood chopping ax, Fervently looking......Read the rest...

...Vibrant swirls, searching a canvass of black Creating a world of colures, Taken from a gunnysack… The mind explores all it observes, There is no turning back~ Admirations, full of life deserved......Read the rest...

...Vibrant swirls, searching a canvass of black Creating a world of colures, Taken from a gunnysack… The mind explores all it observes, There is no turning back~ Admirations, full of life deserved......Read the rest...