Nails Poems - Poems about Nails

...The lady who cleans the dead The woman who washed and dressed the body of my wife´s brother came for a visit and to get paid for her service I noticed the nails of her hands were manicured pink ......Read More

... Sub-jug-ation, We are as a nation. From the tops of our knitted hair, To the nails placed everywhere. Head, ears, eyes, and toes, We set off metal detectors with a twist. Su......Read More

...My Aunty Stacey, She's not very lacey, She doesn't wear dresses, Or have curly tresses, She is never a sook, But a really good cook, Tough as nails, Never fails, I think you will find, That ......Read More

...The Drawer In the drawer in the kitchen, there is a bit of this, some of that, and everything else! Well, nearly so. There is tape, and string, and a funny thing... there is no name......Read More

...I see her walk by and she is something else We stand side by side in the mirror but her face is shadowed I place my palm to hers but her nails are sharp The claw engulfs my hand and leaves sharp s......Read More

... The Duke and the Dauphin two snake-oil salesmen in 'Huck Finn' chased by folks brandishing paddles with nails ridden plum out of the county on a rail... Joseph R. Biden and Do......Read More

...See it curled up on the golden chair scratching its conniving beard, piecing together a sordid plan of how to rob the destitute people on the land. The streets are bare and empty and the people l......Read More

...Winter babies are carried in small wombs over stark ground, they have eyes and mouths by now, almost human paws. The snuffle of small rodents awakens more of the yet unborn, they watch the wo......Read More

...Nobody cared. You could tell from the cracked and broken windows. You could tell from the maggots and moths in the kitchen cabinets. You could tell from the nails scattered across the dirt-caked f......Read More

...It’s not over yet so don’t get up and fret, it is not over yet until all is in place and everyone is ready for the big race. You have put a fake face on the screen to accomplish your sordid dream......Read More

...Along the paw-trod path Narrow and dainty through the gorse Where yellow flowers Lie dim like fallen stars in the mist Comes a silent visitor, hesitant It licks its lips A taste like vi......Read More

...centre of both palms and soles of our feet are subjected to bliss burns by searing magnetic heat it feels like crucifixion ethereal nails driven through yet enlivened spine signals God’s b......Read More

...BUSINESSMAN A prism of penetrative light window into unbuttoned seas clarity in a split second Neptune with long nails, unkempt a Spectre of Merlin in his......Read More

...(I) I am the palatine oil the astral gift rumbling your skeletal tree’s truncated trunk, each reverberation of your sacral chakra pleading you to unfurl your dormant wings and soar above ......Read More

...I remember, back in early pre-colonial days, when promise and purposes of prosperity, well-being, safe wealthy health care assumed universal EarthTribal goals For uniting spiritual mental ......Read More