Least Poems - Poems about Least

... “Upon Waking” Slumber has its upsides while the outside runs around like a split fowlyard, cacophonous pecking at each other and at the ground… Elsewhere, like d......Read the rest...

...Restless Regrets This story unfolds with a young girl in her early years feeling the effects of love, in a quaint little town all rashenalty went out the window when she meet this older man she felt......Read the rest...

...I haven’t slept much recently, You of all people understand late nights It’s not my fault when I can’t close my eyes Even when my room’s as black as the outside sky. My mind just keeps drivin......Read the rest...

...I’m in the residential dining hall with my suitemates Lisa and Sunny. We’re talking about sausages. Why? Because April 30th is ‘National Sausage day.” Someone mentioned that when I complained abo......Read the rest...

...Inspiration is soothing. Like a breeze that lands it’s crisp wings on the perspiration on your skin. Like a deep breath after holding no air in your lungs too long. Like a long awaited cup o......Read the rest...

... "The Beetlejuice Past Your Eyes" “Well, where would you suggest I commence? Should we begin with the concept of pasteurize?” This said to the earnest listener, who views the prot......Read the rest...

...I didn’t write this poem Because I was supposed to. I didn’t write this poem to talk about my feelings. I didn’t write this poem to talk about the world. I didn’t write this poem to make anyo......Read the rest...

...MIRRORED Who you see in me is you Not who you’d prefer to be Perhaps obscure, less clear But as you really do appear To others, who look to see But eventually, to yourself And understand wha......Read the rest...

... Just a down to earth dude, nothing special Live a simple uncomplicated existence It's how it's been for eighty-eight years Changing now would be inconsistent We are who we are after......Read the rest...

... (To be sung to the tune of the Original Song Cruella De Vil - Not for contest) Jessica Rabbit, that's it ! Jessica Rabbit, Jessica Rabbit. If she doesn't please you, no pretty thing will. T......Read the rest...

...Speaker, speaker I'm listening... You’re doing the right thing! Unswayed from Kremlin propaganda Isn’t how our country should swing Faith changed; policies rearranged Soul-searching, ......Read the rest...

...How was it back in the day? The second-grader asked me. I knew by now he thought I was at least a hundred and three. We rode in Conestoga wagons for months, I told him. Threw pianos out too. Ate w......Read the rest...

...You asked, how can I laugh and live And show no sign of fear to give? In anger's grip, I too shout real loud Yet, also in tears, I burst, my fears unbound. Why be so critical then, you ask To ......Read the rest...

...It's been a long time since the cicadas rumbled. History books say 'twas eighteen hundred and three When war struck the trees where bees sometimes bumbled. The seventeen and thirteen boys couldn......Read the rest...

...Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing, my life right now is earnt, I got here on my own merit, proud of all the things I've learnt. Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer! If I c......Read the rest...