Hoody Poems - Poems about Hoody

...This head I have on isn't a poet I just wrote about dancing with the dog Sweet, but more me and the dog conversation when we reminiscence on the day later A spider just disappeared from view out......Read More

...It is too cold for bat flights around the moon but I take the trip anyway, the jar of moonshine was crazy strong. When this year topples into the next, time will find me in a crowded stadium m......Read More

...On such an important day when daylight wakes up in the morning with a blank screen looking in my face and the carriage is dragging the midday race, and colorful flags flying high in the sky while the......Read More

...Frank and Nada went together like pina-colada Each half had dreams and brought laughs He’d open doors and make real sure That his Nada; he would truly care for. He also had family from before Th......Read More

...I'm younger than I look but big a food desert will get you large but not in a good way. I'm fair for a black boy but the hoody hides my race into just a blur of ethnicity. I could be a kid or......Read More

...In the heat we burn for Pepsi dangle feet from crick docks Traipse with garage ice to cheap motels, watch a tv that's chained to a wall, go home thinner then we came. Poor possessions, pay-ch......Read More

...saguaros guardians of the sonora a battalion wafting in one hundred degree heat standing sentry on granite slopes vertical green etches in carmel cliffs literally--litter the foothills r......Read More

...There once was a girl named Red, Whose grandma was sick in bed. She packed up some goodies, Put on her red hoody,. And made haste before Granny was dead. Now Granny lived in the woods, So Red......Read More

...And the beanstalk fell and the giant as well And the giant lay there dead I swear to you I thought it true It seems I was misled Though the giant bled he raised his head And said I want my go......Read More

...The sounds from the woodwork shop kept pounding in my ears, drilling and knocking from the timeless machine spilling irritating sounds into solid air. I zoom them out as I walk about but the wind ke......Read More

...I wish I was a Tory, It would be another story, So much simpler not to care Or have to be aware Of how other folks must strive To make a crust to stay alive. I could keep my privileged indiffer......Read More

...Listening devices carefully hidden in the rafters compete with Nosy neighbours vying for a few favours from the governing party 'Nothing to fear' as long as one is on board with the Secret Poli......Read More

...Nippy crisp morning’s walk Condensed clouds gathering for a dance Sounds of cheerful birds whistling their customary songs Underneath a hoody, shivering body feels cold wind’s upshot Fallen lea......Read More

...What's in the closet Betty Davis old wired hanger in the upper left hand corner spiders web on the floor by the baseboard a mouse hole and on the closet shelf an folded up patch quilt ......Read More

...The morning coffee doesn't taste sweet at all, The sugar cubes are losing its sweetness, Or was it your presence that made our coffee sweet? My house is only mine now, For you left us; The mista......Read More