Possibly Poems - Poems about Possibly

What Can Possibly Go Wrong

     Preventing domestic contratemps 
       from morphing to explosions

     requires tact, diplomacy, finesse
       ability to decipher emotions ~

     On armed cops my town relies

Possibly Without a Cause

Back in the day stares into space
Many a moon 

Never is a one-track mind
Forever one moment at a time

While it seems like a decade ago
Sometimes clocked out yesterday

Hours are away operating
Infinity is perhaps everlasting

Days on end makes a statement
Chronology hides the logbooks

Present being invariably in season
Later is a future occasion

Tomorrow right to the left
In a

Possibly the Best Day Ever

Sky winks at the sandy Florida beach 
In cahoots with the colder waves
Sun slipping out of this hemisphere 
Gleeful laughter of chasing children

It has been a glorious day,
I stare at the sky, is she a premonition?
She gives nothing away, 
Allowing my imagination to surmise…

Will this be the best day ever?
In my lifetime?
Possibly.

I Am the World You Cannot Possibly See

I am the water flowing so free,
Your scorn and ridicule cannot restrict me.
I am the air you breathe to survive,
No wonder, without me, you find it hard to thrive.
I am the sky you want to reach,
Be careful of what you preach.
Shoot all your arrows, darts and spears galore,
For when I am gone, you will be

My First and Possibly Last Country Western Song

Country western songs are for the lonely and the sad
They drone on and on, and some are truly pretty bad.
If you have heard one, you have pretty much heard them all.
Most are about the good guy losing the pretty girl after all.

Oh, give me a country western wail and shrill twang
Where the moon dogs howl

Possibly Right

Absolutely depressing. 
Truly ludicrous and ridiculously.
Can, at the very least. 
Though tragic, right opposition. 
Is similar to a harsh rejection.

Possibly Time To Get a Dog

I beseech my muse to return to my dendrite highway.
She laughs and skips away, off to a new poetic interstate.
Come back! I shriek, no longer hearing her red boot steps.
I stare at the pristine snowy white of a page. I can do this.
Ten minutes, thirty, fifty-two, an hour. Nothing.

What kind of magic is this? Were

Dereliction Possibly Fake News Read All About It

Dereliction (possibly "FAKE NEWS") - read all about it!

2020 presidential election
already promises seat of pants suspense
hint of (post apocalyptic) coming attractions
see – https://www.aol.com/article/news/2020/09/25/
probe-into-discarded-ballots-becomes-campaign-
outrage-fuel/24630731/

supposed poll worker(s) accidentally
(yea right) fomented kerfuffle
imposible mission witnessing
transgression Republicans wont muffle
reasonable rhyme legitimate votes

purportedly some how amidst
waste paper bin (laden) shuffle
crumpled beyond recognition
easily mistaken (without
mushroom for error) for truffle.

Among electorate (debacle trumpeted)
includes

How To Possibly Detect Hatred and Racism

What are you looking at? I spoke to you and said hello! I am looking at the content of your character and not the color of your skin! Thank you for speaking and being polite! I now know how to treat you ,because I can see some of the content of your character ,and your

Possibly Not Observant At All

Pink rose of Sharon blossoms
Look like a field of hollyhocks surrounded by verdant green
Weird how long it took me to notice this
I am not as observant as I thought I was
Possibly not observant in any way at all.

The Fight That Changed the World

Satan licked his chops in perverse anticipation
His excitement reached an unprecedented level
culminating in a deranged euphoria
that invigorated the evil energies within

He smiled in an unnervingly sinister manner
as he stepped forward into the darkness
He had been waiting for this opportunity
since, essentially, the beginning of time

As Satan moved forward,
he saw a figure huddling and shivering
in the furthest

Possibly Put Up With It

Possibly Put Up With It

How could anyone ever put up with it,
And what we really do want to admit,
While thinking;
Heart sinking;
Leave Trump behind and we must quit.

Seems to be name of the game. Either
you quit or end up getting fired when
Trump does not like you or what you
are doing.

Jim Horn

Possibly

Expand your waves of beauty
Every single leaf of fall has a thousand tears in them
Let it go and be free with me...possibly...
It's getting dismal and dreary outside...unlike a gem

Keep on getting judgement from everyone
I wept bittersweet tears before I became undone
The sun is shining bright as usual
Today was fun and you're beautiful

Possibly, today has something

Possibly My Last Poem

I steal everyone’s ideas
It is not like I do not have my own,
But the others are so much more interesting
As they are new
I have always been 
A changeling

I change my residences, my clothes, my jewelry,
My taste in books, my interests, so that I can
Live in a new world.
I live in a new world most of

On the Possibly Departed

I don't, and probably won't 
know the truth of her fate,
I don't know whether she left us, 
but I do remember her well.
Tall, slim, quiet and shy, 
I remember her deep orange hair,
and an awkward prettiness that grew.
But more than the sight of her,
and the lack of sound of her,
I remember a peculiarity.
She was there

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