Practically Poems - Poems about Practically

I love a psychic fair; I doubt anyone loves them more than I. There are readers of all shapes and sizes. You pay money to be read. Some of them are spot on, others are a waste of sixty dollars. I never know. At one psychic fair, I pointedly avoided a woman wearing all white. She had on a white...

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i placed a for sale ad in the newspaper with only X amount of words in order to describe the item intended i bought it in the winter of my old age thinking i can't wait much later but spring came and i felt much better so much better that i wanted to sell that which was a reminder of unkind days and of at the worst of times sleepless nights but now i had to dwell on thoughts again in order to word that just right so that just the right person would purchase that which...

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Small is her soul but from within a light that burned the sun The power of the sun surrounded by a burning universe could not compare to the simplest twinkle from those emerald guards of life The moons pulls towards her face to hide within every pore And nature rests its head in peace As it views its perfect art...

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They say I'm inanimate and hardly ever move, mostly hang out, eat, sleep 20 hours and occasionally poop, that want me to entertain, they must all be insane, Hey I'm a sloth and thats all I can do!...

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Beginning. Jealous and beyond my surprise, I see the audience...stare at me... A million eyes stare vacantly or with meaning I know I must be happy, but I am crying again He's looking after you He cares about you And I...and I... Am practically priceless Sexy sweat drips on the floor I guess you don't love me no more... Juggling doubts of shame... Jealous and beyond my...

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When action spreads happens practically...

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I'm practically insane... Sipping on an empty hope Swallowing an empty dream Wandering in an empty thought Tempted in an empty lust I'm practically insane...

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why dont you go eat Sardines? Stupid coupe, Cupid poop dandalion wine, hmmm... century's past AProved uh by uh me Hidden, Stricken, Chicken, Picken my el camino..., blast OFF! Sad And blue bruiser chosen by Lester (AKA The melester) whats the deal with carnivores and gonads? (like Seinfeld) Partionally everything Feeler's And Grinders The Quick And Deadly Almost like an Alien check the perimeter Nothing ma'am. They wanna be like Shotgun holders...

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