Radio Poems - Poems about Radio

...A ship's cook  The sea is dark, clunky, and calm today slowly undulate  turns white where the ship's bow has plowed a furrow that stretches for miles. Gulls still follow us, shrieking and wai......Read the rest...

...Reservations for the VIP lounge in Menteri spend some time wiff my gal she asked me how I was doing I answered her very well packed my rags and went to her house her Father invited me in to chit......Read the rest...

... Tucked away right at the back of my husband’s bedside cabinet lies a brown leather wallet The money is long gone but to him it contains something far more precious ... My bus......Read the rest...

...What scene would I want to find comfort in more than this one, an ordinary morning in the farmhouse kitchen, blue checked curtains swaying, wooden shelves with plates and jars, the radio softly ......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, we need music. That’s what makes us tick. As human beings. The precious songs we sing. Even when it’s serious… Our sadness, precarious. Even when we sing off tune. We embrace our co......Read the rest...

...Monday blues are preceded by Sunday yellows And I have always hated these Sunday afternoons To me, they feel so lazy I watch as the world turns silent and still No noise except for the cr......Read the rest...

...Turn up the radio and ... It's the same ol' situation, The same songs, same band That raised my generation That was then, this is now Nothing's changed but my age, And four numbers, somehow......Read the rest...

...I am always in competition against myself, it is free. Playing word games, while I listening to the droning TV You do not even watch! My husband says amused. He is right. I use it like a radio, li......Read the rest...

... Quote: Bring forth the music dear lover of soul, she's waiting for a drop A Conducter's baton fills the air with caresses of passion and zest as a black patent leather shoe taps gently on a......Read the rest...

... Forgotten field of forever I knew you once . . . in daffodil days when I wandered in wisteria ways. Sprightly I skipped and rarely tripped. Hope really did spring eternal then in the spring o......Read the rest...

...What better way to describe psychological warfare, It breaks down to be, a war of words, right there. Poetry has an advantage, to show it as unjust and unfair. Throughout the ages, a war of words.......Read the rest...

...FIRE! UPDATED 1998 IN 2021 BY COVERUPS PAYOFFS GARGANO FAKED HIS OWN DEATH MEMORIAL DAY 1999 THE CAR BOMB THAT ENDED MY LIFE AT LEAST AS I'VE KNOWN IT ON THIS DAY THE SKY WAS SO BLUE RIDING ALONG C......Read the rest...

... Mama warthog decided it was time, To take her two piglets for a walk, She wanted to take them up a steep climb For it would make them strong, but first had a talk With her young ones, about m......Read the rest...

...A radio commercial Made me laugh to some extent, Though to California Psychics, That was never their intent. “Experience the joy,” it said, “Of certainty!” For real? A psychic claiming certai......Read the rest...

...THE MESSAGE I received a message in the ether today No phone, no radio, no spoken word Just a strong sense of what I should do Something that was disturbing, it’s true An official letter, I wo......Read the rest...