Second Poems - Poems about Second

... at the tail-end of a question, intense suspense builds, and builds... about to reach its climax and explode like a tossed grenade......Read the rest...

... Let the wind blow the sails while the waves hit hard. Imagine yourself on your dream boat on the ocean. Feel the breeze that every day caresses your body. Enjoy e......Read the rest...

...Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing, my life right now is earnt, I got here on my own merit, proud of all the things I've learnt. Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer! If I c......Read the rest...

...Phil was a philatelist. And he gave out a stamp quite rare, To family and friends, his philanthropy knew no ends But that was not the affair, For Phil was also a philanderer, He dated Phyli......Read the rest...

...The Maestro comes to play With numerous things to say Our dear classic friend the baton. The guy who seldom keeps up drawn. The Maestro comes to lead When all of us simply read My old fri......Read the rest...

..." Life is the story of men who have strived, won or failed and of hearts that keep yearning against all odds" ~ By Poet Like a pearl locked in an oyster, You have sealed your hea......Read the rest...

...old newspapers, stacked, saved yellow and crumble with age something significant, lost if touched chemical reaction with mere air maybe once it was there for all to see an element of fame, reco......Read the rest...

...What is nowadays West, in a moment of relaxation While you wait for the green on a crossroad: Impressions dissolve in stuffiness, preceding rainfall, Although there are no other signs of rain. Po......Read the rest...

...Today my life has little meaning, The hurt of loss is what I'm feeling, Losing my love is why I'm grieving, The cancer that was has got me seething, The doctors advice was misconceiving, Al......Read the rest...

...Ukulele playing armadillo asked his friend Allie to do a cha-cha-cha. Just a second, Allie said. I don’t like to eat my munchies this raw. Then he began practicing his marching dance for the Mardi ......Read the rest...

...The grandfather on my mother's side was a cheapskate. A real cheapskate. One Christmas, he gave me a used paperback book. Something like “Jimmy Plays Baseball.” It was written for a 7 year old c......Read the rest...

..." Many, many years ago our Parish Priest told this story, and I have never forgotten it. The moral being that God helps those that helps themselves. It was a pleasure to put that story to rhyme, and ......Read the rest...

...Most women have grown tired of just being women, Weary of always being the flowers of unending seasons, awaiting to be plucked And placed in vases for gazes that never feel their roots; They, the ......Read the rest...

...Reading books, watching films, an endless fascination, creating anticipation, with wildfires of imagination. Judging books, that never works, with second-hand information, or based on expecta......Read the rest...

...During a bad storm one night I turned on my television Grey and black flickering lines appeared, obscuring my vision I went outside and saw the aerial had bent over but it would have to wait T......Read the rest...