Put Together Poems - Poems about Put Together

...I often wondered how Tolstoy found the time to write War and Peace. I am now confident I know how, In fact I am sure I know how. He wrote it when for a hospital appointment he did show, Wit......Read the rest...

...My best friend and I have nothing in common at first sight She is a well-put together band box of classy chic Yet we are always in sync, agreeing as we listen to each other My pajamas have not bee......Read the rest...

...Purposefully put together Piled up piece by piece Donning my suit of armor Thought it provided peace Polished exterior portrayed That I had it all figured out Buttoned up from head to toe Y......Read the rest...

...Perhaps it's poetry and I read it, hear it beautiful as it is, I seek out pieces of a person words that wait for me because we all revolve and spin maybe never catching the teeth of the cog th......Read the rest...

... Dreams are a window to the future, real or surreal - poet. If it was a dream it was like no other, soft, delicate, with silky feathers the angel beckoned me to an enchanting embrace. I was t......Read the rest...

... Blank canvas gives you a fresh start to the day Every now and then we all need impulses Focus on the positive, you are allowed to let loose a little The puzzle i......Read the rest...

... Even folks that are not attracted to feet say your feet are pretty. Your neck is long and graceful even those that don’t give a heck about necks, say your neck is long and graceful. I......Read the rest...

...Light reading We are striding into the new year with news of an earthquake that got people to sit up instead of slumping on the sofa watching a Netflix banalities Inundated with film, one r......Read the rest...

...‘Are you solid?’ Is like asking ‘are you okay?’ With intention That you’re 100% And there’s nothing wrong. You’re put together, You’re good, fine, perfect. You’re fine fine fine. Nothing i......Read the rest...

...We who struggle to put together, a piece of Ikea furniture, or complete a difficult jigsaw, or are hopeless at chess, we are creating that reality, Who? You, the ‘Creator’ create this w......Read the rest...

... I am a dandelion. I once was this beautiful golden flower and suddenly over night I turned into a fragile dull flower full of wishes yet to come true. I am a dandelion. The smallest blow could......Read the rest...

...I can’t say the same for you But one way or another I feel we belong. Not as a couple or soulmates, But as something in each other’s lives. Be it two souls who belong Platonic or not. I fe......Read the rest...

...What should I write about , so many topics to choose from Ideas flowing through my mind with alot more to come A poem I would describe it as imagination of emotions To be successful at writing poe......Read the rest...

...Building with my Lego toys toys toys, brings my hands such joys joys joys. Red blocks, blue blocks, yellow too, building gives my hands something to do. Lego blocks shaped like a bird and a tree ......Read the rest...

...Mine dad in the 1940’s was an organ grinder huh!, in the high seas in the Navy. In the 1940’s Lo, the clanging, bopping, banging of prepare containers foods. Large coppers pans and pots. Put tog......Read the rest...