Left Handed Poems - Poems about Left Handed

...I am more right-brained than anyone I have met. Being left-handed goes along with this and my dyslexia. An old-maid old-school old-faced teacher decided to fix me. I was forced to wear a thumb-les......Read the rest...

...Every year In Robin Hood Country Nottingham There in October, they hold. What is known, as the Goose Fair. It's huge. and goes back centuries, straining the Middle Ages, perhaps even longer. My pal......Read the rest...

...London growls under the tread of diesel driven dreams. A stork visits, an attic full of discarded toys. White mice sleep in pajamas, made of childish nightmares. Barges reek still, just as ......Read the rest...

...Lead singer in a band, he also played the guitar. Wasn’t long before he became a star. He wrote songs that have poetic lyrics. And often had his fans at concerts in hysterics. He wore c......Read the rest...

...That be cold sun rose yonder, our heads be hot, I'd declare, I'll get Whitey my critter, worked all night, best she nicker. 'Bout saddlin' her real tight, or I'll headlong out of sight, I ......Read the rest...

...If I was able to explain What I am feeling right now It will be something Something that is unbelievable Questions and answers comes into mind, Is it a time of declaration? Leave that co......Read the rest...

... I've never been good with things. Electric toothbrushes need a lot of thought, Some honey jars need more passion to open then I have. Putting things together is not my thing. I break easy wh......Read the rest...

...Why is my body lop-sided? Notice when I put on my socks Never a problem with my left foot With my right foot my muscles lock Why are some right handed While others more adept with thei......Read the rest...

...- Thinking of Jobs and Wozniak they are like arms left handed or right handed there may be, Discrimination between the two hands is impossible, because they are connected each other Oh ye......Read the rest...

...My paper is always turned so people don't judge; because yes if it's vertical my work will be smudged. With the other I've tried to write; but man it just doesn't look right. When I bat o......Read the rest...

...My new friend has synthesia. She sees words in different colors. Yes is purple. No is blue. Hello is green. She tastes shapes, hears colors feels sounds, pain shows up in pink She also has m......Read the rest...

...Dena, was born in Yakima Washington May 1943. Carole, her sister was born nine months and twenty days latter on March 1944. Carole was born, prematurely. To save to her life, she was placed i......Read the rest...

...My epitaph writ large... courtesy third person singular. Mise en scène pour décès pardon his feeble attempt at French, a unilingual English language quibbling, and scribbling mensch strongly ......Read the rest...

...Dear Old Joe, I have found a retiring fascination with right nature conserving and yet very wrong left-handed spiritual answers Messengers to invite more deeply recreating natural outsid......Read the rest...

...A former friend of mine tricked me into becoming something I am not The volunteer President of our condo association, a position I clearly cannot afford midst trifling disassociations. We ......Read the rest...