Notepads Poems - Poems about Notepads

...#9: Days of Paper Roses Do the numbers--dogs don't count--just survives! Then everything, be as close enough, still, of this and that, thoughts begin and end, thrives, truth betold......Read the rest...

... When I was in kindergarten. I learned to write. Between snack time and recess. We had sharp pencils. We weren’t trusted with pens and their ink. We learned about letters. We learn......Read the rest...

...For decades I waited And you did not come To listen to my rude insertion Finger a sound at the back of my throat And the vibration of my name For decades I wanted to meet A small mountain ......Read the rest...

...Back then before upheavals upheaved, people were gracious but lacked a common sorrow - it made them a little dull. Occasionally a local danger would excite but rejoicing and grieving never be......Read the rest...

...A jazz musician wonders back to his days at the keyboard… each note over practiced until melody pure and magic releases A poet in laurels wonders back to his primers and notepads… each wor......Read the rest...

...Their grinning heads cover the fields for acres A sea of happy mini suns, welcoming us to Kansas. We stare, amazed, having no idea this was possible. There are photo moments and we take them all. ......Read the rest...

...ummm...just some quick thoughts... check and reflect I sit and dissect derelicts with dialect deliberately I think with this pen and as soon as the ink sinks in ,it instantly producing imagery So......Read the rest...

...Dear New Poet, Don't you just love modern poetry! So free to be ourselves in so many fun forms. Never mind the sonnet or finding a rhyme for bonnet. Just ideas flowing to express what one needs to s......Read the rest...

...Here take another pill, they say it make you feel better. Forget about the side effects, they don't matter. The remedy is worst than the disease. There's no such thing as cure. Just these presc......Read the rest...

...I haven’t written in a while I seem to have lost my voice I'm not sure where or when it left me Or where to find it I have a feeling its in different pieces Shards of echoes splatte......Read the rest...

...Over 1200 poems I have constructed, written bled, cried for, endured tremendous insanity What do I have to show for it... just more pencils, just more pens 5 more unused notepads and a decaying,......Read the rest...

...Follow the poet to the bottom Their scrivened souls lead there Electric verbs and climatic curves Stoking notions of hoisted up hairs Winding down the patchy canyon To laurel beds on librettos......Read the rest...

...You never know when, a “black death” thumb instead of a “green” one, will murder your flowers while, you’re on vacation. Co-workers, well-meaning; can slaughter your workplace joy if you ask ......Read the rest...

...Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: U And I Are Different Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: November/1987 U and I are different     we choose/not 2b what NOTS  R - We know/that NOTS-R-nots, and ......Read the rest...

...I felt my name slip off his tongue Before he even thought to consider Whether to pronounce it Ashanti Asante or Asanti Oh Queen Nanny, let them be Pitch black warriors made night their playgro......Read the rest...