Hanger Poems - Poems about Hanger

...WALLS AND WAILS I am confined within these four walls For far too long and pray a wall falls And the guns jam with wardens asleep As I take a walk of freedom, a leap To a new world without gun......Read the rest...

...Sounds like bile with relocation, wish to be elsewhere; Double vision, apparition, somewhere, nowhere, there; Concurrence, recurrence, boomerang or doppelganger; concentration, adaptation, cliff......Read the rest...

...I welcome the grogginess. That dulling of my senses. Until the walls turn to hazy grey. My hand coming in and out of focus. Another two fingers of whiskey swirling in my glass. “Bottoms up” ......Read the rest...

...Everyone is waiting for something dramatic to happen but they cannot tell from which angle, everyone is waiting for something to happen and it has to be a miracle. There is so much tension in th......Read the rest...

...In my many years before the mast I’d seen rocks and shoals conspire To ground me down to powder Till I was just dust in the wind, And I’d never even been to Kansas. I was useless as a one-armed......Read the rest...

...The 70's brought a wake-up call, embracing some needed change. Some women with unwanted pregnancies were self-mutilating, so insane. It seems we are now regressing like a patient who's demented. ......Read the rest...

...We were flying back after flattening Coventry, all of us cheerful, confident young men, all heroes. On the return landing, amazingly we ......Read the rest...

...I was upset and sad over the fact that I couldn’t face reality…it hurts to fail far from immaculately I was angry and resentful towards the individuals who seem to have it easy Embrace life and lo......Read the rest...

...Often I look at the contest and cringe Maybe in a style that I have not binged. Sometimes the topic is a banger and my mind is caught on the hanger. Sometimes I do not know which way is lit If I......Read the rest...

...This morning’s sunrise was a tacky and artificial affair. The sun was played by a weak, 12-watt, refrigerator bulb that looked wet and heavy as it struggled uphill like a drunk. The horizon remi......Read the rest...

...I quite enjoyed writing these two line poems for the Bantu contest - the idea of the call and response with two different statements but the same sensory response to each line. A bit like a game of M......Read the rest...

...Great-Dancing Monkey Funky monkey Not Ben and Jerry’s! Chunky Monkey Servant Baboon Monkey flunky Monkey in Chains Clunky Monkey Too Long Near Skunk Cage Skunky monke......Read the rest...

...It goes through three, Past, present and future. It is time tree, Listen all climbers. Don't be carefree, It is a crucial juncture. Each step should be risk free, My dear clip hanger. ......Read the rest...

...To the love of time Which never reach it's prime Moving forward and backward More in a dazzling zig-zag inward To the purest expectation With little or no adaptation Filming enjoyment withou......Read the rest...

...Photo by US Navy WestPack Album—Gorelick 2nd top right “Not Squared-Away” Crawling and sliding through slimy debris Knees scraped raw on the gritty ......Read the rest...