Rationing Poems - Poems about Rationing

...SIPPING COFFEE There was a time a few decades ago Well yes, many more than just a few And post war rationing we still faced Finding real ground coffee was tough At least in homes of the common......Read the rest...

...Women, mysterious entities, from heaven to earth descended, Ancestral magic that encircles and teaches the universe, Like sirens from the depths, the misunderstood and adored temptation, With eyes......Read the rest...

...My country in Africa - though I am Indian in origin - Lies torn and tattered, corrupt and corrupting No water for weeks, only Mandela's Charity trucked in some (2 trucks today) After a whole week......Read the rest...

...he sat there in his room gently shaking his head as he chalked ducks on the floor which then he carefully fed over in the corner watching him with glee the asylum keeper counted from one to n......Read the rest...

...Thought Police Be careful what you say, be careful who you say it to. It might be heard... by someone that does not like it! They will come to your door, and even the score, even if t......Read the rest...

...Friends our Government are setting up a Governance board to censor you, tag you, give you a fine, or put you in jail if you voice an opinion they don't like. They hired Nina Jankowicz to monitor all ......Read the rest...

...Determined is the USA Who thinks they understand the Ukraine! They knew Sanctions did not prevent a thing! They said, “More dead tonight ,sure-thing.” “Thank you, very much,’ The USA Presiden......Read the rest...

...When I was a kid and school was out, I'd rush home for milk and cookies. And mom would give me a note and some money to run an errand for her. But first I'd bike down this long steep ill behind the......Read the rest...

...I used to pray with conditions attached... The I'll do this if you'll only do that type of soiled tripe.. The epitome of mind blemishes and ramblings that I knew would never bear anything signif......Read the rest...

...He goes through each day obsessing over how to increase his earnings. Times are hard. He's drowning in debt; his bills gradually piling up. Creditors bug him so much, he feels like screa......Read the rest...

...sweets after the war in Norway, there were little in the way of sweets and what we could buy was rationed. But all was not lost, my mother melted sugar in a frying pan when the sugar became li......Read the rest...

...The world outside my window I view with one eye open while laying on my pillow Birds are chirping and singing their songs perched upon their tree of choice they know where they belong I smell......Read the rest...

...The world outside my window I view with one eye open while laying on my pillow Birds are chirping and singing their songs perched upon their tree of choice they know where they belon......Read the rest...

...A significantly different day No bread or milk empty for toilet paper Reduced opening hours in grocery stores - Home insulation with respiratory infection Rationing on medi......Read the rest...

...He leads me through East London, docks, pubs and stray dogs, the Thames lapping at low clouds. We find the second-hand player in a street where the shops are dusty holes under viaducts. Carrying......Read the rest...