Lapel Poems - Poems about Lapel

...I was new at the Jewish senior home In the center garden I saw old man read a tome I asked his name, to start a conversation, "Marvin Klutznik", he replied, to my consternation. I had paid so ......

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...Clouds spiral down and curl around to touch me —not those western drizzle shrouds baring a sad soul of mizzle misery ...though I adore a good wallow in sorrow —no these clouds come from yonder......

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...I had heard about the new cult in town, the gray rabbit express It was stated that the followers did not show much happiness They dressed in gray outfits, dresses usually, and rabbit ears What is ......

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...I had a dream that felt so real, Even awake, it felt surreal. Sitting in my comfy chair, Goosebumps rose as I sat there. Reality hit—I caught my breath— I almost tossed it out, a part of me to......

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...The clairvoyant could be a schizophrenic or is it the other way around. Mind cymbals of the mime must be unbearably loud flowers are for glade and not the lapel of blue clowns. Is it better for a......

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...Fancy dancy rooster with a cha cha cha Strumped up like a prancy peacock, with a fah lah lah Suit jacket was custom made by Dior himself, of course. Daisies on the lapel are much too much said the......

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...(the first day of March) Am I as lonely as that cloud? I kneel this early time of day. The traffic’s quite thin now, not loud, while I am crouching, seem to pray! St David’s Day is here, wit......

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...St Patrick’s day cat wore a tam to die for. We saw him the second he sauntered into the door. The pub would never be the same, he was glamor and more. A fine dapper Irish cat, who serenaded us wit......

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... Honeysuckle breathes in the shallow wind, Life's lapel, with a side of ground scouting gopher. Great rusted machines peak the interest of the flower children who blossom in t......

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...Older lady with face of a ninety-year old Wore a bejeweled spider on her lapel It was striking, many commented Others seemed to not notice How you could not notice, I do not know She was a tin......

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...Every Father's smile is more brilliant than the sun that shines forever in the sky; Here on earth I've only had one father and as far as I can recall he was the most tender loving hearted ma......

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...When I can't find my pen it Becomes a pestering particular Problematic position of such Preposterous proportions I'm liable to search the deepest End of the lake in search of this lo......

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...Pink tulip please the merry nuthatch said. On your lapel? Oh no. On my head. It has such fragrance, fancy indeed. I’d wear it proudly with my feathered tweed. An acorn topper for me, oh please.......

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...The Rose is the ultimate floral Queen! A radiant beauty. Colourful blooms. A feature of any idyllic scene. Some live in gardens, others brighten rooms. Delicate. Precious to the beholder. A sy......

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...The parade is marching to the beat of the drum With the skirl of the pipes with their distinctive hum Everywhere you look there's bright shades of green It's the day of the year, that the Iris......

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