Junk Mail Poems - Poems about Junk Mail

... There was a time when we waited eagerly for the mailman - when mail deliveries had actual mail in them There were real hand-written letters from......Read the rest...

...For the last fifteen years, I’ve gotten red in the face I could scream bloody murder every time I get it I can’t believe that our congress can’t pass a law to throw these people in jail if they d......Read the rest...

...Lost Art There was a time when we waited eagerly for the mailman - when mail deliveries had actual mail in them There were real hand-written letters from parents, cousins, children, ......Read the rest...

...My house number was 1233 That's how junk mail found me. So, I changed it to 1234, Now the junk mail goes next door. Written September 8, 2022......Read the rest...

...Good news, bad news – more coming each day Seems my neighbors keep me duly informed About someone younger recently passing away. I hear about the children being born deformed Someon......Read the rest...

...Arrogance fostered by entitlement Bigotry in all its forms Conceit beyond all reasonable norms Demanding attitude of deferment. Entitlement, did I mention this? Forgetting an appointment, in......Read the rest...

...Some sounds are sinewy toes scratching drum skins, a pigeon shuffle-dance on unseen roofs, a clatter in the flap and coo. Rose bushes are mute, until they have lost their heads then they sque......Read the rest...

...Hailstones on the mat A feral Tom cat lingers Doors that never shut As hailstones strafe junk mail and mat Where feral is the alley cat On one hinge hangs The door that bangs And he ain’t go......Read the rest...

...clatter-claws scratching drum skins. Pigeons are the worst. Rose bushes sit quietly all summer then only after they have lost their heads do they squeak and squawk all night. Dry joints crunch do......Read the rest...

...Background backhand Backdrop backbite Pathway railways Take-off target Farfetch courage Tell tail junk mail Distant lover Under cover Up start breaks heart Jilted lover ......Read the rest...

...Why would a monkey be riding a blue whale? I stare at my imaginative friend, Dale. I don’t know, I say. Perhaps it was a quail? He laughs, and flips into my lap his junk mail. I’m not kidding ......Read the rest...

...Clatter claws cascade downward into listening drums. Pigeons are the worst. Rose bushes sit quietly all summer then only after they have lost their heads do they scratch and squark nightly. To......Read the rest...

...I don't like snakes or spiders, weak tea or fizzy ciders. Seats on buses that are slightly damp, TV presenters who are far too camp. Jalapeño peppers that are too hot to handle, or electricity......Read the rest...

...I could care less about getting a haircut or finding hair color to dye my nappy roots So what my nails need a fill and my feet look like I've been walking on eggshells and frustration I do......Read the rest...

...WHAT'S THE DOOR TO THE 4TH FLOOR CONCEALING. WHAT SECRET INSIDE NEEDS REVEALING . POTENTIAL NEW BUYERS WON'T GET JUNK-MAIL OR FLYERS AS IT'S ALSO THE 3RD FLOOR'S......Read the rest...