Mothball Poems - Poems about Mothball

...Baneful brickbats begat grievous barrier Tell tale indelible woe y'all privy to learn yours truly harbors traces of the masterful impregnable prepubescent wall still extant scads of decades si......Read the rest...

...I just stood bewildered, staring Specks of the sky slowly pass through the glass Adding a frosty sheen to the scene A soft, creamy dew passes through. A boy standing by a mothball l......Read the rest...

...Can I go to the bathroom? This place is full of jackasses. This place is full of jackasses jerking each other off. This place is full of ignorant, parochial, zit-sucking jackasses undeserving of thei......Read the rest...

...Here's the deal, friends... This is, as indicated, the THIRD 1/3 of this very lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 3 parts! The 1st and 2n......Read the rest...

...and then dew drops’ magic enveloped me in mist of fine doubt gave me an idea of what it meant not to have the foggiest haze of why and how I had been feeling so miserably blindfolded by an i......Read the rest...

...She whispered in my ear of neon lights, my mother,celebrated actress, waning star in sick bay, zany bird nest hairstyle on display, lock and tress erect, skin-fold ripple eggshell pallor, moth......Read the rest...

...For seeing the shy kid in the back row For triggering my mind to misbehave For rousing history's spark from shadow The past is not mothball statistics, saved It is people; bloody, broken and brav......Read the rest...

...Fold up your long sleeves, shove knee socks drawered, mothball your thick coats, and back kick your boots - Spring's freedom now sings. Spring joys beckon all who lust her. Her frag......Read the rest...

... Painless metamorphosis, wrapped in precious memories fading No more chrysalis tears formed on the inside, only blank stares leading idle long flights to nowhere ... Vacant whims drif......Read the rest...

...Traces of the masterful impregnable prepubescent wall still extant scads of decades since complex edifice erected to force tall permanently leaving me unmoored, marooned, and furloughed ready fo......Read the rest...

...Tulip turning. 1 2 3. Prettily pasting post in a tree. Shapeless orbs ornately decorated. And a singing bowl asleep near a fridge freezer. Radio not a field mouse. Declaration airwaves. A mothball fl......Read the rest...

...Woman at a stop. She stood at the stop Cracking knees, stooping shoulders Mothball odors Medicine pores, Disparate thoughts, waves of empty, Numb buzzing nothingness Imbibing vibrations of m......Read the rest...

...a wishbucket painting of a midwest sky in the evening. an old rusty singlespeed scwinn bicycle. folded mothball memories stacked in cardboard. and you can pass down three generat......Read the rest...

...How come they call it Labor Day when nobody works? And why Pool-Table? Where's the diving board? the water? How can you play "Draw-Poker" without paper and pencil? Do ******* really have bigger ......Read the rest...

..."Was it worth it?" at the end of the day I ask of me. Glancing back, casting random nets, I conclude nostalgia ain't what it used to be. I have climbed this far, from the gentle grad......Read the rest...