Piece Of Work Poems - Poems about Piece Of Work

...ALOUETTE A tremulous violin rises into the sky Leaving its thoughtful melodic trail Faint echoes of English countryside And for this listener, evoking pride The lark still ascending, tells its......Read the rest...

...Portrait This portrait of you gladdens me It looks like you; depravity you’d hate it, friend it’s pitiless, displays your foul malignity. Your smile, well it’s ominous vampiric canine ali......Read the rest...

...Poets, writers, artists, and photographers share a similar challenge; we all constantly must deal with getting the perfect exposure---that balance of light and darkness that creates harmony and clari......Read the rest...

...Matthew Hendy lived centuries ago a non-conformist minister in England although Welsh-born lived across the border lived 51 years made true Christian stand His greatest piece of work by far wh......Read the rest...

...Needless to say I never went back.They all thought it was because of their extraordinary skill at helping me to see that womanizing,wife beating,piece of work would never change.It was however my br......Read the rest...

...(Leeza, my roommate Lisa’s little sister, was off-tha-hook earlier this summer) thirteen peach flesh fabuk buster nu-metal priss sexless breasts bitten fingernails dirty babyskin fe......Read the rest...

...Starry Night With calm swirls of blue And towers filled with dark shades of black A church and a steeple And a bright yellow moon Shining bright The only moon the city will see tonight D......Read the rest...

...Writing is an art in different forms. We write to inspire and to inform. No indifference in feelings among writers, poets, playwrights and the like because writing is for everybody. We express dif......Read the rest...

...sometimes it harder to find something interesting to write about being popular leads us to want things certain ways the level of professionalism steeps throughout each piece of work great i grea......Read the rest...

...I think I may have puzzled out The tree Joyce Kilmer's poem's about. That it's an oak is in my head, But now she's old and nearly dead. Her roots are dry, Her branches bent, Her breast by cruel......Read the rest...

...There are the few, then there are the Rest of them. Chatter boxes, bipolar manic woman, that men Try to escape from. Those that are men over here are of course put, Into jails or prisons. The......Read the rest...

...Poets, writers, artists, and photographers share a similar challenge; we all constantly must deal with getting the perfect exposure---that balance of light and darkness that creates harmony and clari......Read the rest...

...Friends do not laugh at me Walking barefooted to school It is not an option to choose Only that they have no pride in me Friends don't look down on me Even if I am wearing these tattered cloth......Read the rest...

...Broken Pieces There is a rare and beautiful vessel of pottery Moulded and shaped to an exquisite piece of work The potter’s loving hands have taken great care To bring it to perfection. It is ......Read the rest...

...She was a cold piece of Work Smooth as steel Long slender figure And a look that could kill She was all real American Made Her type was well liked Even in the western days She'll make you fee......Read the rest...