Schedules Poems - Poems about Schedules

...So much effort goes into feeling well...Man, I’m exhausted! There’s nausea from supplements, the squeak and throb, Just One More Rep!~ exercising… Man, I’m exhausted! As......Read the rest...

...Daylight savings time more'n minute effect on me In 2024, daylight savings time will begin at two o'clock ante meridiem on Sunday, March tenth. That will mean losing an hour of precious sleep and ......Read the rest...

...She wishes for dreamtime. Her clock has a face but no eyes; It divides into 5-minute slices. Earth turns between sunshine and shadow: a marbled orb spinning in vastness. The girl gazes pas......Read the rest...

...I hail each bronze, red, and blue coloured dawn, as pulsing heart mould torch flame of bliss, to gaze across some awestruck mint sprig lawn, that golden birthright never goes amiss Ey......Read the rest...

...Attraction is a small and fragile thing. We started with stolen glances, in crowded halls, across a coffee shop. I was glancing (I hoped he was glancing). It was hard, we lived in a rushed way.......Read the rest...

...From learning the abc’s, to count from 1 to 3 your favorite uncle singing the twelve days of Christmas, the particular line a partridge in a pear tree. Innocent thoughts, learning how to walk, things......Read the rest...

...Folks, I perused it in black and white; The Octogenarian verbalized after the civil war that "There are no victors and no vanquished." Scores of years gone by, we now visualize Who the victors an......Read the rest...

...Woman’s Desire What’s all this rigmarole and claptrap About the man being the only one thinking of sex? Well, truth be known, A woman, skin deeply eager, thinks much of it too… Once leaving t......Read the rest...

...It's funny how time flies No wings to flap Yet fast enough Never stopping for someone wishing so Another funny thing is how Nature calls daily But our busy schedules don't pick up Missing ......Read the rest...

...We were small, innocence written all over.. Pulling plaits, dreaming of a new rover. Crossed paths..when I picked my nose, While you processed your identity of rose. She lodged once with me, once......Read the rest...

...Time Stone-faced clock with big black hands Circling the face time and time again The second-hand rolls by a recurring space Never touching the clock with the concrete face Twenty-four hours slo......Read the rest...

...Nature walks around the street smiling at the people it meets with hope swinging on the vine and a blissful song that is mine. Plants of hope are springing up everywhere, with root cemented into the ......Read the rest...

...*last winter break* I woke up abruptly, my chest gripped and tight. My face felt hot but my arms stung as if frostbitten. I gasped for air that wouldn’t come, as if I had a plastic bag over my hea......Read the rest...

...You don’t like my structure; Sit and call me sell out, as you reap each reward; Scoffing at discipline, get up and try coward; You don’t like my structure, schedules drive you mad; Complain ......Read the rest...

...Our Christmas plans are finalized…this year we will celebrate… our Christmas not on Christmas…but December 28. Our family has some Christmas traditions that when we blended together we created… ......Read the rest...