Out Of Pocket Poems - Poems about Out Of Pocket

...We finally arrived after going through metal detectors passing through so many children mothers praying for their sons then there was us my curiosity of it all passing the guards I felt strange this ......Read the rest...

...Everything I buy to touch or taste is made in China, made in China leave alone my china set, even my toothpaste is made in China, made in China. From my pencils to my stencils to the golden lo......Read the rest...

... A favorite memory of her grandma began before she could even say a word… In her Grandma’s backyard, sitting on her lap…tossing seeds out for the birds. It’s where her love for her grandma and b......Read the rest...

...During a bad storm one night I turned on my television Grey and black flickering lines appeared, obscuring my vision I went outside and saw the aerial had bent over but it would have to wait T......Read the rest...

... When melodies are gone And the cock refuses to crow When the storms come And the ship cannot sail When the streams are dry And there’s no water to drink When the clouds are dark And rain fa......Read the rest...

...The ogre was irritated with the woman with the locket She had accidentally run off with his boot in her pocket He stumbled upon it a few months later in the woods. It had been created into a darli......Read the rest...

...Your bones are scattered in a boggy field - it happens all the time. Time is your pocket handkerchief, your shattered wristwatch, your best evening pants, all reduced to insect dust. Hundre......Read the rest...

..."Yes, I affirm, I have seen God But He appeared and then disappeared This knowing that transcends mind, left me awed But until what’s imbibed is assimilated, by fears I’m seared" He's omniprese......Read the rest...

...I'm addicted to the sound of Of silence Like the wind blowing on cold morning Oho yes !!! I'm addicted If words would define what this is it wouldbe just total ??silence ?? . I'm addi......Read the rest...

...I remember feeling so empty the abuse had escalated after four hurricanes witnessing a murder horrific traumatic brain injury I was now uprooted leaving my beautiful home in Fort Myers Florida at the......Read the rest...

...she had a fiver in her pocket but couldn’t flip it, like in days of old then without those satin liners a hole seized what little she had and she leaned over to find a useless penny engraved w......Read the rest...

...Days of Youth In the days of youth when hearts were bold, on tender feet, we danced with joy unbound. Brimming with hopes and dreams, we saw the world as a beautifully exciting playground......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Welcome to the land of love, blood, milk and honey I will begin with the four words; love, blood, milk ......Read the rest...

...small forest The small forest or the woods by the white road made of crushed sea-shells, was a place of enchantment Squirrels played here and had no fear of lone dreamers stumbling over oak root......Read the rest...

...There are times in our lives We see something others don't see Or don't want to see. Many years ago I was sat in a park enjoying the warm weather. The birds were chirping The trees and grass ......Read the rest...