Oiling Poems - Poems about Oiling

...She snores a bit, but that's okay, together we form the horn section of a Brass Band. At dawn we practice together, bending the knees, and oiling joints with syrup and black coffee. When......Read the rest...

...Hermes wishes to entertain a World which speaks of him: but noot to him. Valhalla would be a better god. Must Valhalla contest Hermes enbout for a world of guilded men might make an image of him ......Read the rest...

...At dawn, when wind blows... Beyond might tree grows, Can its root rescue Dying tree anew? Even though mountain Floats root, its fountain: Growing up at ease, High and strong, should seize ......Read the rest...

...It was dress down day in Heaven All approved by The Good Lord For even Angels in Heaven Can get a just little bored Think of all those chosen To balance on a pin’s head Think of their relief at......Read the rest...

...Let me play you violin I hope you will dance Don't mind how to begin Till you loose all steps into trance And wonder if you've been therein I don't mind if it hurts My fingers and my back......Read the rest...

...Ill suited for madcap twenty first century world One garden variety generic male - the very writer of these words feels akin to an anachronism, whereby his being alive at this juncture within t......Read the rest...

... “Chasing Ghosts in Cars” Like automata we walk inside winding up the stairs it’s all mechanical the romance programmed by steep degrees in the well-routined ......Read the rest...

...Upon exiting the womb... 23,190 days ago, Yours truly got hashtagged as the 2,975,075,410TH person alive on Earth according to website https://worldpopulationhistory.org/ my-population-num......Read the rest...

...Let’s begin with A strong fresh Brewed Greek coffee The aroma alone, Will wake up Your senses, Allow you to Let go, to keep An open mind to delight And excite You, relax your taste buds......Read the rest...

...Do you ever wish you could be another face in the crowd that fades from everyone’s memory blending in like brushstrokes on canvas catching no one’s attention or mention Just a mundane man amon......Read the rest...

...Still of weeping rank At Blood Bank And a Monster to tackle In Transfusion circle; Donors to save their pints Or get ready to be clients For the fiercest legal battle That could The Bones ratt......Read the rest...

...I left it hanging Confusion too as a rope bragging I left forward behind blank Going forward meant going back Uncertainty refused to slack Only thoughts willingly took the trip And the dock......Read the rest...

...How long will he labour? How long will he stand to wait at the harbour? Aged but still toiling, Weary components decry oiling, He rises early to a routine striving, He retires home, feet draggi......Read the rest...

...Dadi Sitting on the doorstep, She looks at me with her loving eyes. So weary, I ponder, They seem to be holding so many mysteries. They abound with untold tales, I wonder. I vow to myself; the......Read the rest...

...Please allow me to Introduce myself to you I'm more than human I am Deacon Blues I seem to have lost my muse Is it all a ruse? I'm also Robot Mr. Roboto I am All made in Japan I've blo......Read the rest...