Packets Poems - Poems about Packets

...I like my soup fresh. Not that stuff from cans or dried-up in packets. Soup needs time to simmer ... Releasing savory ingredients from around the world That recipes intend to convey. Impossible ......Read the rest...

...I’m in the residential dining hall with my suitemates Lisa and Sunny. We’re talking about sausages. Why? Because April 30th is ‘National Sausage day.” Someone mentioned that when I complained abo......Read the rest...

...Sat writing this, in memory of my pal Danny K Just a few pints and a couple packets crisps, is what we used to say I just wanted you to know, ill be forever grateful that we met Ill hold on to the......Read the rest...

... if the rain were to fall and the sky were to bubble in clouds would you return to me would you clean the wounds of my life and sacrifice some of your soul for my own what is it in this worl......Read the rest...

...The Drawer In the drawer in the kitchen, there is a bit of this, some of that, and everything else! Well, nearly so. There is tape, and string, and a funny thing... there is no name......Read the rest...

...I jumped around my room,not caring about things that matter I was throwing things around and all they could hear was clatter I sat in the car park smoking weed and drinking rum I regretted ......Read the rest...

...The kid who often was lost in The sauce Joshua! His birthday was in June. He became The strong silent youngster with The youngest kids. A small Celebration was held in Josh's honor party ......Read the rest...

...There is a character I had known back at the barracks, That his doings earned him the title 'Smoke man,' He had weird habits that always succumbed to change, He had a way of bringing life to intro......Read the rest...

...It's still in the 4am world and I've woken up Though it's light outside (it's closer to 5 really) This part of the night feels like it belongs only to me, where my thoughts could land and be consid......Read the rest...

...arriving thirty two minutes early opportunity to sit in the sun without apology I observe people waddle in and out this is a restaurant with unhealthy food my favorite kind I have written eigh......Read the rest...

...“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa” Spurred by mother dearest as well as other politesse drummed into her second born fobbing blandishments as incentive tumbled off fingers of prodigal son tr......Read the rest...

...Amidst the tempestuous waters and dreams Some argue we are all linked by similar streams Yet, I disagree, as countless distinct ships, Cross those raging waters, reaching for grips. ......Read the rest...

...We used to label our Iowa garden at the end of the rows with seed packets. We would plant the row first, sprinkiing the teensy seeds and covering them. Then we would nail the seed packet to the sta......Read the rest...

...after Gustav Holst Do you remember when you told me that story of all the Planets in the sky and how they all had different jobs and had different people they were in charge of? (i) In the ......Read the rest...

...Suppression .. cracking open the flesh. Never suppress the Feeling of the soul This inner oppression Is not just foam It is a fine thread You need a needle To sow close packets of regrets ......Read the rest...