Item Poems - Poems about Item

Be careful with the head vase someone said. I had no idea what a head vase was. I walked past it several times, not really seeing it. That’s it! My girlfriend pointed out. That hideous thing? Yes, that’s the most expensive item in her shop. I thought someone must be smoking pot. Five hundred and twenty-seven dollars for this ugly thing? I imagine...

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(...t...i...m...e...) bubbles... i met me time-tie ...item-tie... time-item me stan sand...

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You and me, we got a lot of storefront love Yes, we got pockets full of coupon passion Discount tears are so ooh ooh out of fashion ‘Cause we got plenty smiles on the shelf, and even more good kisses on display Giving free samples to each other everyday We are two items sold as one Beach towel hearts wrapped together under the breezy tropical...

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we play spin the bottle like children pulling wings off flies no care full abandon no threat of the truth the next the tomorrow the what just the now the moment the this a spin spin spin that mocks time laughs at space ignores death outruns faster pussycat kill kill with spinning twisting promises of faster lips...

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It is hard to choose Only one bake good When it's one you want So many choices Are displayed in front There 's many strudels Poppy seed buns Also choices in bagles It is hard to choose From the display one Sigh..can not decide Try, try hard but no- When a choice is hard To just pick only one Just leave the bakery...

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was just a novelty item within the minds of the crowd that had gathered to watch the show unfold right in front of their eyes full of disbelief there stood two hearts flouting above the ground then out of no were one came crashing down turning to dust disappearing into thin air afterwords the remaining...

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Stan even has his own coloring book on Amazon.com at https://www.amazon.com/Stan-Busy-Snail-Gail-DeBole/dp/B09MDVQLTR! __________________________________________________ Poem written by Gail DeBole on 10, 2015 and updated on 6/18/2018 Stan the Snail wished for a ride On a turtle before Stan died With his antenna intact And the wind at his shell's back He'd relax while enjoying the stride. _________________________________________________ Related Poems Stan the Snail's Haiku Stan the Snail's To Do...

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I can't play a single musical instrument to save my life. I guess I could if I really tried, but who has the time to put aside and sacrifice other pleasures that I indulge religously, my poetry, love of photography and most importantly, quality time spent often with my fur babies, but all is not lost with today's technology. Computer programs...

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Firm and hard in your hand; swift movement like a fairy and her wand. Gentle but bold as the tip rubs the surface, each stroke is a new reason to be amazed. An honor, a pleasure if you have it. Many would crave for because it lit up the sparks in your eyes and heart to be able to use it for...

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One item that I have on my bucket list is to eyewitness first hand an aurora borealis. I imagine that it must be a most awesome sight to observe in the twilight the northern lights....

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COLLECTOR’S ITEM For some, they keep it a collection I kept mine as my recollection They are holding a priceless item I’m holding my loved ones’ memories as my gem They traveled to far-flung places to buy the famous one I went to the upstairs attic to revive the beauty that was gone Of my belongings where special moments keep holding In all...

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Love is a Item On a shelf What if it breaks What are you left with Heartbreak and pain Throughout your life....

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She was warm, and loving- original and so quirky, he could be- soul mates all can see....

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(Inspired by the genius of Ms. Norey Bailey. Please check her out ) Soulful sista Strolling in her full spirited stride Just couldn't hide From my heart's searching eye's that I swore I wouldn't allow to be blinded by this mindless modern day luv no more Until that particular half second I wanted to run-------grab her by the hands!!!!!! AND...... take her down to...

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