Pastimes Poems - Poems about Pastimes

Deciphering crossword puzzles, cryptograms and scrabblegrams once favorite pastimes Livingsocial at 324 Level Road circa post high school graduation found yours truly voluntarily holed up for an inordinate amount of time within familiar four walls of his bedroom. He preferred solitude versus interacting with either his father or mother, practicing perfect aggressive passive posture whereby one or the other parent hurled curses. Non-social trademark characteristic thwarted him...

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Why are days looking like endless lifetimes, Mistimes of pastimes... As all I have is a mortal heart... Foretime the thwart, an impart....

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About Pastimes To be a scatterbrain is a blessing and a curse; Jumping from play to play, immaturity at its worse. Painting is so gripping while it’s being done, Reading takes its reader to serious or fun. Writing verse as it comes and hope that it's enjoyed, Is a past time to add to the past times employed. And then there’s the...

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crawling through tall green grass making miles of tunnels in fields all around a lake, the yearly rain makes floating on rafts crafted from grandpa's woodpile hot brown hills of slick dry grass slid and sped down in cardboard boxes old knotted oak tree climb up like a ladder jump into leaves piled high acorns falling my childhood pastimes wonderful memories of home...

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Twelve was the number Roger Staubach worn. Eight was the number Carl Yastrzemski wore. When they played I needed lots of popcorn Watching them play was something to adore They were yesterday’s players which I miss Today there is so much coverage to watch I watch sports instead of trading a kiss Its poetry and sports I’m out of scotch Baseball has...

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Sipping sodas with my sweetie, Strolling with him hand in hand, In the warmth of summer evenings Listening to our favorite band. We would linger in the moonlight Out on the porch at my front door. When I said, “ I must go in now.” He...

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