Prater Poems - Poems about Prater

... Tell me truth today, I won't flinch. I've noticed your smile with a wink; Yes, your gesture made me to think; Should I not take it as infringe? I don't know, if I'm little slow......Read the rest...

... ~ I - I Arrive in Glasgow ~ When I arrived in Glasgow town I knew nary a soul So tired I's nearly fallin' down Yet I'd no place to go I wandered up Buchanan street In ......Read the rest...

...The wood misunderstood the knife, the ax, the scythe though for centuries it had sheltered man and should not have misunderstood man's intent. Wind chimes sublime mime melodies wordless tones withou......Read the rest...

..."Iffin I woulda, iffin ONLY I coulda, WELL some think I shoulda, that I misunderstooda cause my brains made of wooda!" said Pinocchio. "A toy's life's su......Read the rest...

...Oh, how sad, oh how very glum, Goodness gracious me prater comes. Still writing winsome words of woe, Endlessly stopped, never to go. Oh God be, merciful to me. Endlessly stopped, never to go.......Read the rest...

...The pop corn patter of spring rain slathering the landscape curling the fern fronds closing the dandelion’s ruff gully washers speed through stone stream beds marsh mallow yellow flowers the lowland......Read the rest...

...Through so much we have been, my best friend turned stranger. I'm reminiscent of my life back then, thoughts of you permanently linger. An R&B singer, my heart-beat plays your acoustics. My bes......Read the rest...

...Oh, how sad, oh how very glum, Goodness gracious me prater comes. Still writing winsome words of woe, Endlessly stopped, never to go. Oh Lord, let not our life pass by Let us do more than weep......Read the rest...

...Oh how sad, oh how glum, Goodness gracious prater comes. Writing winsome words of woe, Endlessly stopping, never to go. Whiling away the endless hours; Scribbling sigils, clawing, I cower. Oh......Read the rest...

...The trouble with idiot lights, You see, it’s a problem That goes, perhaps, Farther than me. There's abundant ignorance That floats in the bog In a kingdom where machines Can measure breath’s......Read the rest...