Outdated Poems - Poems about Outdated

... Bell-bottom blue jeans were the rage when I was that age 'tween twelve and fourteen. With no money to spend on such foolish things, our lives wouldn't end without that latest trend. Bu......Read the rest...

...The bombs of justice overcome the bombs of terror The drones of peace fight back the drones of war Some gnostics claimed this world was the God’s error I rather think about the error 404 The mor......Read the rest...

...Running on fumes for too long Ready to take on a transition Downshifting out of high gear Making a move to pole position We all travel down different paths Weaving through obstacles as we go ......Read the rest...

...It was 2019 when someone accused me of being in denial of the privileges I had as a white man. At the time I felt uncomfortable with this. I didn't understand how I had any advantage socially or eco......Read the rest...

...Come on people lets be civil Why we causing so much trouble In a world that needs to see So much more humanity Hatred can be lessened by The love we all have inside Showing the darkness it won......Read the rest...

...He said he was Herbert Buttery Born and bred in Woodley Edge And was owner of a little business Repurposing outdated artificial legs. They were a family of collectors. His brother lived in Hayw......Read the rest...

...The year is like a drainpipe Gently sloping as we go From new year resolutions T’ward the winter’s dark and snow We begin with such potential Energy to fill our hearts, Yet as we journey thr......Read the rest...

...Dreaming words, and the words are waiting. I awaken and try to open my notebook, but the pages are stuck. I scramble fruitlessly every morning. Those dreams, those dreams… I forgot my dre......Read the rest...

...We disagree I want to breathe people Feel a timeless, immortal pulse My solitude is anonymous observation Strolling in unnoticed contemplation through worlds stacked upon worlds The Flâneuse My......Read the rest...

... GREEN DAY – revisited Although the following poetic/prosaic material written January eighteenth two thousand and eighteen, I came across these encapsulated, enclosed, encoded, and encrusted wi......Read the rest...

...No mechanical diggers digging Standard oblong shaped holes The only effort needed being To manipulate the controls. We dug our graves by hand And the sweat of our brow A craft that seems outda......Read the rest...

...The story of my life is wild; New interests suddenly sprout outdated habits get tossed out; Focus sharpens as the years pass led by an internal compass; Connected to that inner child,......Read the rest...

...You miss me I know that you do. There’s always a doubt In the back of my mind But not about this Because I know you. I know you Better than You know yourself. So I’ll tell you why You ......Read the rest...

...It's too late, beloved, for our dream shattered, Under the night sky, chimeras have us buried, Intoxicated with illusions, wrapped in cigarette perfume, On deserted streets, we are shadows of drea......Read the rest...

...Lack of sense abundant Common sense reluctant A ship of fools obeying rules Outdated and redundant Division of the classes Controlling all the masses Creating slaves unto their grav......Read the rest...