Hopscotched Poems - Poems about Hopscotched

...Irrational exuberance at respite from reading... (on a rainy May thirteenth two thousand and twenty five) as a balm against ennui becoming engrossed, immersed, and lost in space of orrery reg......

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...ARGH! NO MORE MEDICARE! A worst nightmare loomed large notification courtesy Montgomery County Assistance Office caseworker implied medical coverage axed I felt hammered, nailed, shingled out.......

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...Ohiopyle, Pennsylvania circa early 1970'S (just in time for end of summer reading... recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence) intended food for thought indulgence. A boys' life ab......

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...Tom and his sis hopscotched at the playground Like two kangaroos going round and round Their hops filled with wiggles Here and there, more giggles Two sock rockets orbit and soon touch down 1......

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...ARGH! NO MORE MEDICARE! A worst nightmare loomed large notification courtesy Montgomery County Assistance Office caseworker implied medical coverage axed I felt hammered, nailed, shingled out.......

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...The Path To Least Resistance - By: Sue S. Side Amp pull ease just sparked insight, I suddenly became aware, (actually self actualization came ohm to roost - dare ring with mighty stir since ......

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...Old man winter slaps at the soul. But my spade is smiling and sharpened. I was born in Buffalo. So, my bones are made from ice picks. The heart pumps out rock salt by the bowl. I've been through......

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...The morning sun had not yet cut the forest into shadow and light, and the gray mist of the coming day fell from the autumn sky. The creeping fog added its damp prospective to the Trees. Their vis......

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...I have a source, still: a singular supply, once hidden to me -- not lost, but unremarked; yet as I grew in skin and mind one day I found its secret space. When I was young the well was always i......

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...Every Sunday, I'd hopscotch to the top of the hill behind your house. Not because it was fun- but because I knew you would watch me- and you watching made my head dizzy with laughter so terr......

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