Half Poems - Poems about Half

...Revving Up Life Half asleep by my window watching swirling snow outside - memories drift like a slide show, pictures of my youth so long ago, almost as real to me today as the events were th......Read More

...Half Alpaca, it spits if I dare kiss Cathy's ruby lips. It plants a jacked-up rhubarb stalk, a stiff stalking walk if I dare roan hands over my lovers compliance. Cathy’s cat is much loved by ......Read More

...My great grandmother is an old lady. I see her as two hundred She has lost a lot of teeth Her hair is thinning Her face looks like a quilt of the tiniest diamonds I cannot stop looking at her ch......Read More

...The Killing Fields” Stepping across these bodies Makes me ill Pools of blood stitched In the soles of my shoes Body parts dripping from Walls where bullets passed She went to sch......Read More

...in to the forever one finds the cure for the hurt , a plain of conscience , may be a dream , or the thought of the day , unlock it , or into the forever it will stay, who is the i in me , does an......Read More

... Finally, he’ll accept the title He can think of nothing else vital. No titles physically break down, His body dying for Royal Gown… Some feared truths are inconsequential; Gifts from Satan......Read More

...Another walking notes half poem What a very nice garden indeed Fresh top soil, new plants Containers pretty and disposable Weed suppressing decorative sto......Read More

...Sing a hap hap happy song, As we run, skip, jump along. Lets be happy all the day. Be so good then we can play. Keep wearing a super smile. You’ll be happy all the while. Sing a hap hap......Read More

..."LETTER OF INNER RE-EVALUATION" As I think about the future moving forward, it seems that I miscalculated the opportunity laid before me. In this moment of strife and turmoil, should I act, withou......Read More

...Whether looking for a mate Or an Employee who won't come in late, Age only tells half the story. You are never too old or too young, If the add cries out for a young gun, And not a single one......Read More

...You were born in December And you wear your trouble like a rough petrifying plum and carry the sadness of 1000 unsung voices That's about as much as I know about you Where are the poems about the ......Read More

...Are they the drowned out or washed away Or captured art when they design their face The uneven pavements, bricks curved with skill The scaffold on a building, that won't fall until They believe t......Read More

... Each of the seven prostitutes, Whose life began as destitute; From their brothels to a roadside, For men with or without a ride: Main wish: to catch the adult male And stop a day from going......Read More

...Life and Book =========== Life is like a book, It is read by everyone. Some just glance through, Never take it seriously. Most of the time they turn, the pages and put it aside. Nu......Read More

...Pale daughters beam in the miers their freckles shine galore eating sorbet all day They skip to school trampling on the dandelions They are the daughters of pan musically adroit yet quite for......Read More