Lampshades Poems - Poems about Lampshades

... Reasons you might be a serial killer -all your lampshades are made from human skin -all 3 of your chainsaws are always fully fuelled -your wallpapers is hundreds of pictures of a rocking......Read the rest...

... Buttery Corn Puffs are made up in heaven Delicious and such melt in your mouth fun I'm not really addicted I can stop any time If I'm held back at the point of a gun Each night I bolt......Read the rest...

...Lampshades of beauty come in every shade everyone should have one in their home for when the moon refuses to cascade inside your darkened room, then you alone can light your inner world wit......Read the rest...

...She wore her art in socks and mittens at first But then she began designing her t-shirts, and even worse… She decorated her lampshades, or maybe, even better No one’s house looked like hers, Mable......Read the rest...

...Won’t you please take me back To the brown couch at my Gramma’s house With the big gold-framed antique mirror over it And hand me Grampa’s old transistor radio Covered in leather with glorious k......Read the rest...

...12/1/21 "Get a Grip" It's fake or is legit Get a grip Live or quit You either do or don't give a s*** It's all hit or miss Being credible or illegitimate Able to show and prove or another h......Read the rest...

...The cabin is a lumber store of snores Sawing and hacking while lying on our backs Filling the day’s orders of dreams and chores I’m the only one up this early Alert to the prophecies With chec......Read the rest...

... "Dream 1: 4 Weeks in Positano" Kisses long linger warm lips tasted intense so sweet like cured Valencia Oranges lips liquored triple sec not dr......Read the rest...

...Under the Lampshades You are hurriedly racing your crazy Cadillac, looking to squeeze in more time at the yoga salon, and have a relaxing conversation under a set of palm trees out back, with......Read the rest...

...January Too abstract too plain The memories January hoards How do I calculate the weight of longing ? February I held poetry in my palms To grow where the rainbows blossom Why is it s......Read the rest...

... “I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Act......Read the rest...

...Buttery Corn Puffs are made up in heaven Delicious and such melt in your mouth fun I'm not really addicted I can stop any time If I'm held back at the point of a gun Each night I bolt o......Read the rest...

...Finding the plot Of lost innocence engrained in untold memories The silenced absence in past present unspoken stories well hidden and therefore evoking my past and my future not mine and......Read the rest...

...Trains run alight terminate on time like clockwork never ending endless procession of precision conductors the conducted walk down the line warped tracks of cynically divided isles dead ends of ......Read the rest...

...There was once a windowpane oyster in the deep of an ocean's depth wherein dwelt a treasured secret kept An opaline sphere of salmon colored pink born of a single grain of sand a charm unseen ......Read the rest...