Sawing Poems - Poems about Sawing

...Contemplating an endless while I eyed my screen, prepared to smile But what I saw filled me with dread It made me think I was brain-dead Screen was empty as my cupboard's bare ......Read the rest...

...I wait for you each day Watching out the window I wonder where you went Not somewhere I could go? That's how my time is spent I wait for you each day Pull stuffing out of toys Maybe go throu......Read the rest...

...This hasn't quite worked, so I'll have to revisit it. I listened to Chopin Opus 9 number 1 for inspiration and got lots of sprawling thoughts. I tried to put them into a Rondeau Redoublé format an......Read the rest...

...Too many listen and give in to domestic terrorism/ Home’s a wreck and terror’s risen for our children/ Most don’t inspect many carry on missing radicalism in their own colosseum/ No call to see ‘e......Read the rest...

...The sunroom in the afternoon I’m on the couch; Missy, the floor. We both are right competitive when working on the loudest snore. Poor Frances has her headphones on; it’s that or likely lose her......Read the rest...

... Right beside me lies my dog Flight to dreamland, slumbers deep Quite the racket, sawing logs Slight, the chance she wakes from sleep Eyes are closed, at peaceful rest Sighs at vision......Read the rest...

...Struggling to get out of bed. The mind racing in and out of thoughts of what needs to be looked after, Animals feeding, Dogs walking, Garden pruning, Pond cleaning, Hedge cutting, Wood sawi......Read the rest...

...The cabin is a lumber store of snores Sawing and hacking while lying on our backs Filling the day’s orders of dreams and chores I’m the only one up this early Alert to the prophecies With chec......Read the rest...

...Our dog is sawing logs loudly so many deep groans as she lets off gas they smell like charcoal emissions She is getting older, her snores are shaking the house I wish we could bottle her emission......Read the rest...

...they live now in layers of motion and stillness a fret sawing wind a chaffing river have shaped them limbless bodies turned upon a lathe of time glints of starlight are in them eyes bl......Read the rest...

...I heard the sawing drone of the diligent bumblebee before he emerged from the coneflower. He was preoccupied, and busy, heading for his next marigold. It does sound like a buzzing, I thought. I did n......Read the rest...

...(Tidbit of trivia: associated with businessman from Troy, New York, Samuel Wilson, known affectionately as “Uncle Sam” Wilson. The barrels of beef that he supplied the army during War of 1......Read the rest...

...Poetic nugget discovered today March 29th, 2021... while rifling thru outdated electronic drafts, whereby yours went back to our memorable past. Circa 6/30/ 2017 - Lost missing master car key.........Read the rest...

...Hieronymus Bisch, a swamp-dwelling fish, musician extraordinaire carved out his niche, by gathering the garbage humans tossed away cleaning and sawing, was determined to play his compositions ......Read the rest...

... I am poetry a nightingale stringing blues Of medieval lyrics---swords sliding bows. lyrics whose broken tones, can't be rewritten, of blood fe......Read the rest...