Hinge On Poems - Poems about Hinge On

...A hand hangs down like a bunch of keys, Like a tassel on a curtain tie, Or a hand of bananas on a tree. Fingers touch and pry, Feel and prod, Point and scratch; And hands can open, shut them,......Read the rest...

...INFINITE ATHLETEAMVIEWER In a tale of twists & turns of rare fight, Mason left the Blues in hinge sight, And now, a TeamViewer in flight. Cole Palmer departed City in dead night, Becoming a......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a......Read the rest...

... I am a rock like all the others We look alike, we could be brothers I blended in, I am not rare Another stone without a care A kid walked by and looked at me I did not understan......Read the rest...

... homelands / husbands / playing house / strands & strings of horses behind strangers lounging un-belonging to Thebes of Sevens or women, depending on how you slice matters, as a perspective ......Read the rest...

... The chook house stood empty for most of my childhood. An enclosed corrugated iron shed was surrounded by a wire fence and a wooden gate held on by one rusty hinge. Inside was small a......Read the rest...

... Containers come with different purposes as they hold, wage, measure and engage. From stone walls to fragile shells, blood vesse......Read the rest...

...No words completely rhyme with orange: no orange fringe, no orange hinge, no lozenge, no syringe, no twinge, no whinge – no nothing! No words completely rhyme with orange. Porridge isn’t orange......Read the rest...

...Have you ever felt like a hinge? Holding two things together while knowing they will soon separate, and then hopefully reunite. I think about this when I open the frig. I often leave the door......Read the rest...

...Once upon a Halloween I was a little black cat Since then I have also been A witch and the Cat in the Hat One time I was Lily Munster And then a witch again I was also once Bart Simpson Anot......Read the rest...

...The dispersed dark specks drizzle down silently from the cauldron of the infinite blankness, that the sky shapes at the edge of the ductile dusk, since the beginning of the titular time. ......Read the rest...

...“without doubt” you say there’s no rhyme for orange when ten, my son said, “Door hinge.” proving wrong what is rote smiting writing that’s wrote but what was better was seeing you and yours ......Read the rest...

...Is it the arrow while in its flight? That determines what is in its sight? More likely the archer, with steady aim. Shot not to kill, but to hurt and to maim. At last, he’ll release his final rev......Read the rest...

...I can see them standing in line with a message that is divine, I watch the anticipation grow as everyone was eager to take part in the show. The line was long but patience pushes them along; they ......Read the rest...

...“Good Morning! I know you are busy. Will you stop for a while for an interview?” Sir, what do you want to know? If only you are keen, And do not look at me with prejudice, I shall explain, H......Read the rest...