Sagged Poems - Poems about Sagged

... The spotlight flashes with a funny flair on the sagged dress of a meek man on stage. A miniature crimson cold sun shines stuck on his puckered porcelain face of forced smile. An ......

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...This is a Repost Today is Good Friday. Jesus, the Nazarene, who robbed no one, cheated no one, who loved all, healed the sick and performed only acts of kindness, when accused guilty and became th......

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... Written: April 12, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Miranda Hawley ****************** You were not entirely missed Unwinding under shade of woods reclining on a playgroun......

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...To her, their apartment was the whole world—a small but cozy place where she felt safe and loved. It was early morning. She heard her sister squeal with joy hearing that schools would be closed to......

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... Her heart is a warm, golden light Patience is her title In a distressed nine months, she held onto me Facing changes and discomfort in her body At the edge of losing herself, she held on Wa......

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...I heard the door open. It was Leeza (Lisa’s 14-year-old sister), she’d been out on a date. I was the only one in the living room as she came in and sagged, dejectedly onto the huge, white sectiona......

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...POINT ZERO Birth slipped into fast flowing rivers of patterned fissures her arching brows brazen searching sagaciously microscoping every moment tangoing across thorny thickets Ho......

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...I could tell from the look on his face that things were not going his way, the numbers have been overwhelming but the people have been deceiving him; some people with bad intention tells him what he......

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...The cow took a chance, pirouetted and pranced to the ancient tune.. Her body sagged and one foot snagged and she tripped on the tip of the moon.. Farmers found her at the trough. Dogs danced in ......

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...There was headspace for thinking, but the roof sagged low, it restricted imagination. Rooms stacked on rooms, all boxed in. The only way to hear any other part of himself was to drill holes,......

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...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 3 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ The Terror Bugs pursued them through the skies toward the river Cody flew just fast enough but still......

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... A week of summer heat with no cooling breeze or break made bedrooms like brick kilns still hot after a day's firing. You couldn't sleep. Air conditioning back then was a couple of loud, ......

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...Children's Poems XI These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. To My Child, Unborn by Michael R. Bu......

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..."A straight! Two-three, five-six and eight," but Mildred bleated, "Ain't no straight; you, Alice-ewe, are one dumb rump." Bright chortles burbled round the stump till Jingles raised, "Two straws......

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...I don't care Wrinkles have appeared I see ripples atop water Sure as your laughter. I don't care Time have sagged your sociable self I know the firmness of your faith Your closeted strength ......

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