Pitfalls Poems - Poems about Pitfalls

..."Justice Delayed, Justice Denied" Yet again, Blacks are being showcased on front street Continuing to be abused and disrespected As, I reflect on my understanding of the Justice system It's cle......Read the rest...

... Some songs remain unwritten, so many unsung. Sometimes there are words, but no background music so I curse this refrain. Unable to find the perfect blend My art remains unappreciated, ......Read the rest...

...Shun the bait while there is time Not all moments are made to rhyme There is greatness in rising after fall But, sometimes, better to shun the call Hands of temptation sway too often And y......Read the rest...

...In the realm of artificial intelligence, a shadow looms, A world of algorithms, where uncertainty blooms. The promise of progress, a double-edged sword, As the cons of AI are slowly explored. P......Read the rest...

...We have no enemies only friends in disguise tasked with helping us rise to levels previously unknown They may know not what they do so have compassion for those souls & seek to learn from them a......Read the rest...

...There’s a burning yen nomadic deep within entrenched, to absorb fresh environments ambrosial on foot, where incidental hue or august colour wash abound, or that March bloom tantalising shady patch......Read the rest...

...There is an urge within me to wander randomly, to explore in vivid detail each kaleidoscope, incidental hue or pristine colour I encounter, or just as likely that tantalising shady patch, with it......Read the rest...

...By a narrow margin, I lost Too many times in countless plays For many times, I was like ghost Falling short from the light of days I dared the mountain top but fell Just before I could ra......Read the rest...

...Arduous can often mean it’s worth it, although that road could be a bit slower; All the pitfalls you jump will test your grit you may even start to think ‘Why bother?’ It just seems to get harde......Read the rest...

...Plagued with lifelong lower gastrointestinal Sturm und Drang Ever since a young lad irritable bowel syndrome in my humble pinion wracked lower abdominal area gurgled and ballooned gastrointes......Read the rest...

...My Body Explained in Metaphor My Life is an ever-changing hill. I stagger up foot over foot And hand over hand If I’m lucky occasionally I trot down My eyes are two cameras They focus on wh......Read the rest...

...Above all else A daughter wants to be seen……by her mother There are small big things That are said That are done Those disapproving glances Tiny big criticisms The imperceptible monumental......Read the rest...

...I can eat like a pig, As well as, drink like a fish. I can piss like a racehorse, Or even bark like a dog-. In my youth, I could run like the wind, And at t......Read the rest...

...As a non-golfing husband I revel at tales Of sunshine filled days chasing small balls, Some in the rough others in sand, All these brave girls fighting nature's pitfalls. I hear of the times th......Read the rest...

...Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling. As her olive skin neatly curved fingers slid over an intermittentl......Read the rest...