Leftovers Poems - Poems about Leftovers

...Green Trees Don’t Make It Everyday I look out and see The ugly green trees Standing guard in front of my house. And I think to myself Who owns the trees? And what do they think of us?......Read the rest...

...I like leftovers, especially when it comes to soup. Brought back by popular demand. They say that soup is better after it sits for a few days. Stewing in its juices, mixing time with truths. ......Read the rest...

...I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom. Umberto Eco, Foucoult’s......Read the rest...

...In a never sleeping metropolis, In the dungeon of a room, My days and nights are locked! I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight, But just the bustle of the moving crowd, And a handfu......Read the rest...

... ~ April smells as spring ... but you never know what you'll get - don't judge yesterday ~ quote by poet A snapshot o......Read the rest...

...Valhalla rest day Sunday is the day of rest for most people except for cooks, servers, and housewives They have Mondays that day hasn't got many customers they can warm up, Sunday's lefto......Read the rest...

...Tidal connection, wild flowers woo a Clownfish; Anemone bond, give in give up a little; Flourish and flow together. Seeds of ambrosia, birds fight over leftovers; Mammals with munchies pass......Read the rest...

...Tidal connection, wild flowers woo a Clownfish; Anemone bond. Seeds of ambrosia, birds fight over leftovers; Mammals with munchies. Dancing Bryony playing both sides of the coin, grant d......Read the rest...

...Good Friday be with you all A once in a year Friday Christ has been crucified Every year for two thousand years He doesn’t complain at all Today is a day to fast for believers Jesus sa......Read the rest...

... It was a cold winter's day, the wind howled Sky missing hiding above, the dark clouds that were pelting rain had revenge on mind the cold, wet city was like a death-trap for the aged and......Read the rest...

...Horrible, my map upended our time with boot camp son. Horrible to get back to base, not be caught, had to run. Horrible, to see Mom hurried into hospice, her hours few. Horrible when we heard la......Read the rest...

..."When Heaven gets overcrowded, place another setting at The Last Supper table," ... by the Poet. She would have been quite physical --......Read the rest...

... They would ripen all at once under a hot sun and hang in a sugary glut only for a day or two before starting to spoil. I had to be quick and when the time came, I hurried home from school......Read the rest...

...Some things in life you cannot fix, so we burn blemished bridges. Throw leftovers into bonfires, watching silent embers blaze in grandiose gold and orange flames. Wait, as toxic smoke sm......Read the rest...

...I can feel a room as if it was my skin, the emotion swirling endlessly a drop in tone in a voice the eyes narrowing. the rise of a chest the fall of a mood quite moments empty spaces a lia......Read the rest...