Mailboxes Poems - Poems about Mailboxes

...Households unhitch, clapperboard hulls creaking - the sound of storm-lashed rigging, as washing lines and telephone wires twist netting loosening foundations. Where we once believed roots gripp......

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...Did you know you’re trespassing? Gated communities with white pickets; white teeth. All of their new blood rushes towards leagues of Ivy and ROTC gold. Loud engines. Window signs. (......

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...Many blessings after all these years i got refunded for the days I worked 1997 I left a job at the BX i left in great standing actually they owed me six days pay by gods grace my pay was refunded the......

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...When consulted, the mailman said, "Sure, put a little daisy on the mailbox if you want." So we all put on daisies. Martha put one daisy. I put up two, the girl down the street put on a marigold. ......

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... There was a time when we waited eagerly for the mailman - when mail deliveries had actual mail in them There were real hand-written letters from......

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...A dawning twilight's me. Oh, joy. Oh, what a joy. This day. Oh, what a day. A breath bestills my eyes and I, e'er slight, a deeper breath that reopened them and myself to a blessed pleasing. ......

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...Thirty minutes til pickup - leaving home before crack of dawn A slew of police cars and orange cones blocking the exit Reading mailboxes with old eyes - not owl eyes My friend and I exchanging gif......

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...Icicles hung from the roof like translucent fingers Clawing towards the ground While behind the eaves, She brushed her plain brown hair Tired gray eyes in the mirror, Discolored around th......

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...Icicles hung from the roof like translucent fingers Clawing towards the ground While behind the eaves, She brushed her plain brown hair Tired gray eyes in the mirror, Discolored around th......

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...Lost Art There was a time when we waited eagerly for the mailman - when mail deliveries had actual mail in them There were real hand-written letters from parents, cousins, children, ......

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...When consulted, the mailman said, "Sure, put a little daisy on the mailbox if you want." So we all put on daisies. Martha put one daisy. I put up two, the girl down the street put on a marigold. ......

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...I am my block. I am the neighbors. I am the stoops. I am the steps. I am the concrete. I am the windows. I am the roofs. I am my block. Her mantra kept going well into the night. I am my block. ......

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...The Mystery Be Mistral freedom o'er stakes waged before, destined mortal souls their reposed earth, spent sepulchers clips tales from postwar, nonetheless, facts become one back door, proves e......

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...Great transitions became part of human experience after we gave up on daily nomad lifestyle, perhaps too bohemian to have ever actually existed out of nutritional nurturing choice As contraste......

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...I retired gracefully, happily, knowing I could never be fully completely replaced even to this day. I was slick, photographic, revered by so many, loved by a few, heavy, a bit conceited but in a goo......

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