Improprieties Poems - Poems about Improprieties

...She is a forward-thinking, goal-oriented, methodical strategist, in both personal and professional endeavors. She uses her intelligence, talent, wit and charm to achieve whatever she sets her mind to......Read the rest...

...…thirteen miners… …only one survived… …still clinging to life... ...with a history of violations... It wasn’t West Virginia. It was I. And I’m taking the day off. I know it won’t rhyme, ......Read the rest...

...Reluctantly I acquiesce This is much to my dismay Daunting, appears the task Overwhelming thoughts consume my days Disillusioned by the emotional discourse Troubled by the arrogant improprie......Read the rest...

...>center> Of Youthful Indiscretions Written: By Tom Wright 11/28/00 In our youth, many desire to dance with life. Cognizant of, that at some point, the dance will end and the Piper paid, ......Read the rest...

... A Right Heart, By:Tom Wright 2000 A right heart will not be found, laboring on seeming indiscretions of others; But rather, on those improprieties found lurking closer at hand. ......Read the rest...

... Discretionary Indiscretions Written: by Tom Wright 11/25/00 Pray tell how can this be; That one might opt to blunder, Electing folly and improprieties, Ultimately casting soul as......Read the rest...

...Beyond the rugged linoleum sheen of stamped moribund improprieties where life is nothing but a deep-sixed scene lost in the postmarked cliffs of postcard seas; Beyond the frozen wake of guilty ......Read the rest...

...As moonbeams settle softly on her face, lay bare the gaunt and haggard visage there, a woman whose whole life was spent in care for those who ran and won another race. Those stippled hands, t......Read the rest...

...From my alarm's first beckoning until that first Venti Columbian at Starbuck's, I knew the day could be filled with stress. There was an endless Leadership Staff meeting where Hanrahan imposed hi......Read the rest...

...As moonbeams settle softly on her face, lay bare the gaunt and haggard visage there, a woman whose whole life was spent in care for those who ran and won another race. Those stippled hands, t......Read the rest...

...-I have a dilapidate imagination, -My mental improprieties describe my intense self-incrimination. -The accused are my thoughts and mind. -The truly faulted is my behavior, unrefined. -I am und......Read the rest...

...by Michaelw1two Thought, how resounding it is, now that everyone is thinking mentation drums as mantra, at once each considers linking reason deemed illogical, blessed now with national rethin......Read the rest...

...To the person, they call, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : A celle que l’on dit froide (Poem written on September 5, 1889 at Aix-les-Bains, which I found a bit jarring with abrupt excla......Read the rest...

...A CAUSTIC CACTUS You left me low in the high Sierras standing naked and all alone there stood I midst sorrow and sand sorrow, sand and stagnant stone there was one lonely cactus almost lonely as lo......Read the rest...

...As moonbeams settle softly on her face, lay bare the gaunt and haggard visage there, a woman whose whole life was spent in care for those who ran and won another race. Those stippled hands, the measu......Read the rest...