Hosing Poems - Poems about Hosing

... Unique things we've lost over the years, Near to our concerns all the time. Rewinding the time is not possible. Eager conquers our exi......Read the rest...

...Sing to the tune of Jingle Bell Rock: Summertime, summertime, summer time rocks. Summertime comes and kids yell hurrah. Bikin’ and swimmin’ at some park’s big pool; in the summertime, no more s......Read the rest...

...The orbiting host of a forenoon sky claims a sunny day. They are attributed for the better part of each year, primarily affecting the island's leeward side. On its windward side, periodic downpours f......Read the rest...

...I walk in the shadow I shore up my doubt, behind a loosely bound hope Which in turn is propped up without foundation Cynical of a life, at the mercy of luck Collateral damage feeds my reservati......Read the rest...

...Babies cry, sleep, change nappies, feed. Toddlers drink water from cups. Younger brothers, younger sister, older brother, older sister, small town, large country. One lane roads, one lane bridges, u......Read the rest...

...I’m a ‘bar-back’, I stack, I pull up the crates, unpack and rack. I hump boxes of glasses in, then I hump them out again. I roll barrels into a hand-cranked elevator, then roll the empties into ......Read the rest...

...muse gets a thrill setting fire to my ideas making them better muse gets sassy throwing paisley into fire winking her truth muse gets busy hosing down my ideas replacing them now......Read the rest...

...Golden Triangle Snow Old skool rock and roll on the decks. Takes me back to before I was born. Smoking the best ing weed in 'Nam. Swimming in the river. Worshipping dark Gods. Making love to even da......Read the rest...

...I’m a ‘bar-back’, I stack, I pull up the crates, unpack and rack. I hump boxes of glasses in, then I hump them out again. I roll barrels into a hand-cranked elevator, then roll the empties into ......Read the rest...

...Picking berries on grandpa’s farm; watching him milk cows in the barn. Getting chased once by swarms of bees. Oodles of childhood memories. Books that I read with so much to gain. Walking down......Read the rest...

...Random thoughts.. I realize that i love you..not because of who you are...but because of how i feel when i am around you... I realize that you and i could easily go our separate ways..and yes...may......Read the rest...

...The Fifties were really and truly not all that square Though that dullard Dwight D. sat in the Executive Chair And his frumpy wife Mamie had really bad hair Matching those dowdy, plain dresses she......Read the rest...

...I smell hamburgers on the grill their sizzle sounds scrumpdillyicious. And I can't wait to sink my teeth into a rare barbeque treat. At my favorite picnic spot I smell hamburgers on th......Read the rest...

...Laughter, splashing Lake sparkling in the bright light Hosing off sandy feet Beach towels drying on the line Smelling of sunshine Dragonflies lazily hovering in the garden Flip flops slapping ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~ THEN ~~~~~ How does a house change, though still brick still imposing ~~~ Same roots below grass, same garage and cracked garden hosing ~~~ Same dinner bell, same function of rooms ......Read the rest...