Hall Poems - Poems about Hall

...As I pivot to confront my offspring, I anticipate the sight of terror etched in their innocent eyes, a reflected horror that would mirror the abyssal darkness that has long resided within me. Inst......Read the rest...

...The heart of a man is a strong tower A haughty mind is their disguise Deceived by an unknown power All of their ways seem to be wise A flower is alone in the dark Searching for a long term s......Read the rest...

...In dynamic classrooms Amid inquiry and exploration with my mind racing, in casual attire or rolled-up sleeves, With my hands on experimental apparatus, questi......Read the rest...

...My final resting place. I may be in the room next door I may be down the hall, Don’t you try looking for me As you won’t find me here at all. I’m in my final resting place A place where you c......Read the rest...

...This is a repost 'Twas the month before Christmas When inside the house The housewife was quiet There's no sound, not even some grouse When all of a sudden There arose such a clatter Even th......Read the rest...

... Let me tell you about Duluth…one of the many highlights of our trip She has an aerial lift bridge (which from our hotel room we could view) where the entire road is lifted up so the big ships c......Read the rest...

...Old Gertie was a gentleman’s lady If she deemed to do anything, it would be shady We followed her career and were shocked to see The kinds of things she would do here, there and beyond the sea. ......Read the rest...

...a creak, an eek and eery melt in darkness subtle shimmer felt berroling, droom in shadow dealt tip-tipping softly shooming out a ghost that leaked and trickled through the walls with leeg and......Read the rest...

...dancing Darla was asked to leave the dance hall rare after she put green and blue highlights in her hair The madame declared her hair totally obscene This is how Darla became our meadow’s dancing ......Read the rest...

...Teetering, tightrope walking, not the half nor the bike across, nor nightmare clowns. It is not the trembling trapeze, nor the heightened tension inside the big tent with rumbling gray clouds of ......Read the rest...

...We need to remember our heritage and the reason we celebrate the 4th of July. Have you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed the Declaration of Independence? Their story. . . F......Read the rest...

...We Who Loved America (first part) It was a humid August evening in 1958 when the cargo ship I served as a galley helper docked in NEW York I was mesmerized by the tall buildings the tallest bu......Read the rest...

...The next president of the USA Here we are on another Sunday; we have survived the debacle, two old men arguing, none of them wore reading glasses Two things stood out, both are adept at lying w......Read the rest...

...Through storms, the sea of the bridge shivers, Silken curves of titanium on pillars of ancient stone, Dust gathers in my fists like onyx under veils of rusted gold, And in the cosmic silence, my t......Read the rest...

...There once was a man down the hall With big hands he was very tall He went to the dance But didn’t get a chance So he got a case of lovely blue balls......Read the rest...