My Stuff Poems - Poems about My Stuff

who reads my stuff

who reads this stuff?
who are my fans?
are they locals?

older or younger?
a bit of both maybe
a little cuckoo?
nutty like me?
I hope so

admiring my stuff

Pink cat with yellow polka dots
Orange and blue striped kitten
Female faeries with caramel skin

Beige elf man riding a horse with hearts
Why didn’t I make that a unicorn?
Overblown yellow daisy with a pretty face

Purple and yellow dragon wearing knee high boots
This was strange even for me
I smile at my painting from 2017, liking it more now.

My Stuff Is Trivial

Bad stuff happens to people worldwide
My stuff is trivial, feeling a bit off-stride
Compared to others
Mine, I've discovered
Are trivial, not worth the concern applied

Please Dont Like My Stuff

Please don’t like my stuff or any off my posts 
If the power’s get to know ‘
my words will be toast,.

Don’t follow my blog or the sites I may be on , 
‘for if you do it will soon be gone .

I’m respectful to mothers, church and male 
‘But if you spread my words I’ll

My Stuff Is Trivial

Bad stuff happens to people worldwide
My stuff is trivial, feeling just a bit off-stride
Compared to others
Mine, I've discovered
Are trivial, not worth the concern applied

My Stuff

I look around at all my stuff 
On table, shelf or wall
And can't resist a smile because
I really love it all.

A home reflects just who we are
So how it is designed
Lets all who enter have a glimpse
Of how we're self-defined.

Except, of course, if all the stuff
Is just one person's taste.
My husband, if he had the

Burglars Came To Get My Stuff

Burglars came to get my stuff, but there was nothing to steal.
So I made them into friends and we went to other people’s houses.
Making them into friends. 
The burglars stopped their stealing ways, 
and became kind and happy.

People loved the burglars, and they began hiring them to clean and cook,
And fix their cars, insulate their

My Stuff

My Stuff

Had some friends
Advise me to go
Said I been acting strange
Past week or so
First I declined
But then, I said alright
Signed into the group
For councelling night

This be my story
Of what I seen there
The faces of dismay
Eyes with blank stare
On every table
A box of tissues
For no real resolve
Of people's issues

Heads turned my way
As a man called on

Criticizing My Stuff

Had to erase the chin, then the left eye.
Right eye looks wrong now.
Erasing it too. Erase. Erase. Erase. Erase.
Why do I always draw so deeply?
I know better, and yet I consistently make this mistake.
Redraw the eye.
Erase the other one.
Redraw both of them.
Shoot.
The right eye was better the first time.
Erase. Erase.
Redraw, redraw, redraw.
Everything is worse now.
Pick

Held Hostage By My Stuff

Oh, yes, I was held hostage by my stuff for a month about.
It was suffocating me, squeezing all the energy out.
To look at it depleted me, made me a loser, a lout.
I began to sort and throw willy nilly, here and there and about.
I am not complete yet, but I feel better without a doubt.

More Room For My Stuff

I go to work to make more money,
to buy more stuff to make home homey,
the only problem now I find,
is theres no room to plant my behind,

So I went out and bought a bigger home,
so all my stuff could have their own zone,
whereas now I work a lot more and am rarely home,
to pay for

My Stuff

My Stuff


I use to have stuff
Lots of stuff

Stuff that I wore
proudly
Stuff that I carried around 
in my pocket stuff
Stuff that I wound
place in places
among other stuff
to be seen
by others who 
probably had their
own stuff

I really loved
my stuff

Now I can not even
find my stuff
I have gone through
so much stuff
only to find
the new stuff

I keep asking myself
where

My Stuff

I load my stuff

in plastic bags 

into my car -

lying untouched in the trunk

reusable shopping bags



For the Contest of Thomas Martin

My Stuff

 You might find this amusing if I say
When I looked in mirrow the other day
Things definitely were wrong
Something wasn't where it belongs
Stuff had strutted off leaving me just gray 

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