Replacement Poems - Poems about Replacement

...For once this is not fiction Can you change the past? I yearn to, But on condition I carry with me All that I have learned. But you cannot change the past. Still, I yearn for a bottl......Read the rest...

...Construction workers, fishermen, hands broadened, reddened cracks in the wintertime, teachers, office workers, a standing cashier feels aging in her legs, careers extended. Can it be just a fe......Read the rest...

...Retirement after all these years, time has really flown by My alarm is also retiring, no need to ask why First thing on my agenda is a holiday to an exotic place far away A change to relax and unw......Read the rest...

...The first time it was missing parts And so it was returned. Today, with the replacement, well, The lesson had been learned. So I followed the directions And, with patience and a bit Of assis......Read the rest...

... In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness wronged-vaped, winged to the w......Read the rest...

...A childhood summer leaks away, taking with it its raft of unanchored memories. Thoughts grasps at the cold hands of the never-was. Time and age question. The long buried emerge, a would-be......Read the rest...

...She wanted to act on a great big stage in fact, but know-how she lacked. She sought some advice, beneficial and concise. The advice? Not nice! Instead of crying she'd decide to keep trying......Read the rest...

... In a world of instant everything, responsibilities we shirk Remember there’s no replacement for putting in the work Make decisions not on hope but based on what you know Life is not a rainbow ......Read the rest...

... Female Sempai, Geisha for her Man, has not shed her feminine garb. No replacement theology of female kimono designing of tailored and defiant underhand. . Her graceful steel honor honored st......Read the rest...

...This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live. ......Read the rest...

...By your ink on this parchment, my thoughts tattooed I'm drawn to this bouquet; I am left so madly. Fields of blazing stars, lying randomly, strewed Happiest are these thoughts deliberately const......Read the rest...

...Prima Facie adjective based on the first impression; accepted as correct until proved otherwise. so i accept what choice do I have i'm such a big fan i love you so much you are pure art s......Read the rest...

...I have been here much too long. I ache for a varied vies of the stratosphere A spin on the rings of Saturn Bar hopping on the Milky Way I know way too much about you Earthlings, Making love ......Read the rest...

...I use my toaster oven almost Every single day. A toasted bagel starts me off In just the perfect way. But lately, it’s been taking Way too long to get things hot And to close the door, you ha......Read the rest...

...you reached your hand into my chest and stole what was mine, you stole my soul. i have a hole where it should be, i search for a replacement in the people around me. but i know you still possess i......Read the rest...