Off Center Poems - Poems about Off Center

...I am an afterthought. I am a blue shirt in a sea of red. I am the off-center tire that makes the bicycle wobble. I am my own shadow. I am the couch left out in the rain. I am the left shoe......Read the rest...

...Cats go out then cry to come in. A runt-end of shade wilts. We feel the pull of a Lunar tide, sense the off-center mewing, of a dissonant aria. Trembling dogs hide their body-bones. The air i......Read the rest...

...Had a crazy dream last night Dreamt I was living in a world Where kisses were units of currency First thing I thought of Was that cute li'l cashier at Walmart To pay for a $50 item Woul......Read the rest...

...I started out life as Anna Mae Bullock, on November 26, 1939 in Tennessee. ......Read the rest...

...As I sink deep into my mattress and pillow, I now find peace. ......Read the rest...

...My bike and I go everywhere, to school~the store and to the shore. I love summe......Read the rest...

...Quote By Poet: "Some pets are people in fur coats" I had a calling, ......Read the rest...

...We were off, off for a much needed vacation. ......Read the rest...

...The silver bird took us off, we could fly up in the big blue sky....Read the rest...

...What makes us take off,                                                     off in flight.                                                                       <>...Read the rest...

...I was reading by a lamp,                                                a book I had gotten for Christmas.                                  It started off wi......Read the rest...

...You lied right to my face,                                                 you lied to my back.                                                       You sto......Read the rest...

...I often wonder, just how much one is expected take.<......Read the rest...

...I am a singular event Occupying a particular span of time. I am a concrete mystic And an incurable skeptic Seeking an approximation Of peace and domestic tranquility. I am a Slavic soul b......Read the rest...

...As I awake I hear singing coming from the window Opening up the blue curtains I see trees swaying in the breeze ......Read the rest...