Pall Mall Poems - Poems about Pall Mall

...Anti-Poem – “Respirations In Blue” the mother cooks food on the old gas range wearing a blue dress she boils five potatoes husband fred wears a red sweater smoking pall mall non-filters that sp......Read the rest...

...Jesus in Town David J Walker Jesus could explain life like no other Riding in the back of the 56 Chevy pickup The Farm to Market roads Crossing the country of a summer Lost in Lea County......Read the rest...

...Downhill dart In a hard rain Brakes squeeling loudly Yielding no refrain No line to start Only a race to begin Staring at death Not expecting to win Trophy worth taking The poles are level......Read the rest...

...Feint faint "Fake" no nor'easter If putsch comes to shove, aye ain't no doggone fraidy cat nor chicken little fearing coup d'état, yours truly simply risk averse, and more exact, he stays se......Read the rest...

...A crab sidewinds The windowsill With the Earth In his hands, Whilst a mouse With a red breast Smiles and gives a wink To the lizard in the lounge. Mars is using The rotary On 16 and 17 ......Read the rest...

...America Well you should have seen turkey Sal She fills herself with packs of Pall Mall And not to forget about Coonskin-Cap Jack Always a-travelling with a riffle on his back The greatest thing ......Read the rest...

...True noises from outside deep in the night of winter, snow geese cadence call too shake some sense of me. Summon me to remember who I am, Bid me to evoke who I was. I see fire in the valle......Read the rest...

...Conquistador, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s tercets : Conquistador Message to fellow soupers: I have been trying to upload, in vain, yet another translation of a Paul Verlaine poem titled: "Ba......Read the rest...

...Take me back to a time when have a Pepsi was for merry people at Christmas, When General Electric fairy lights hung on real trees and pine needles fell, Father Christmas smoked Pall Mall cigarettes b......Read the rest...

...hopscotch gray ash leper. quicker to the tray with the embers still burning . he smells of malt urine and pall mall ciggeretts. so steady his genius through yellow tar stain......Read the rest...

...I'm not smoking today ; not that the urge has gone away. It's just that I'm tight and smokes are high ; but, clothes are cheaper, I won't deny. I'd like to be known for my wit and charm ; in......Read the rest...

...The shoulders chaffed, the weary backs of pack mules cursed with intellect, so briefly were unburdened from the detrious of war. A break for a line doggy from the green corrupted alley, the w......Read the rest...

...I sit, slightly hunched over, Pall Mall in my left hand, listening to Gail Pettis In the Still of the Night. The furious baseline comes at me like the turbine of a plain with an identity crisi......Read the rest...

...in the back of the bus they sit akwardly across from each other. the smell of pabst and pall mall cigerettes magnetically repells against strawberry revlon lipgloss and hairspary. he is trying n......Read the rest...

...in the back of the bus they sit akwardly across from each other. the smell of pabst and pall mall cigerettes magnetically repells against strawberry revlon lipgloss and hairspary. he is trying n......Read the rest...