Second Rate Poems - Poems about Second Rate

...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...

...She slowly began to slip away, Then suddenly she was gone. At 1:00 am she could not stay And died hours before dawn. She died too fast for me to say, “Please stay, don’t move on.” And other ......Read the rest...

...Let me get this straight I said to my Aunt Lou. He’s a scholar, an athlete, a violinist too. She nodded. He is always happy too, never blue. Now you are telling me he can fly? Is this true? The......Read the rest...

...I feel so fine and I feel so great ~ for I am not a second rate How do you feel today 2 poetry contest 2nd place......Read the rest...

...The guy who had long hair, now looks worse with short, one chap looks so serious all the time, more than he ought; strange that people like watching murder as tho' it's normal, personally, I prefe......Read the rest...

...I’ve only been at my fellowship gig a week, but It’s official, I’m a candy-striper. Sort of, I wear a blue vest, not the old, red-striped dress, but it’s the same job. I shadow my surgeon (Rebecca) m......Read the rest...

...Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs Meaning the corporeal complex edifice housing these lovely bones, where linkedin logorrhea ably strives to break out in meaningless s......Read the rest...

...What makes us act the way we do? Is it something buried deep in our genes? Programmed to live our whole life through Never able to alter the scene? Are we all merely here to play a role......Read the rest...

...What makes us act the way we do Is it something buried deep in our genes? Programmed to live our whole life through Never able to alter the scene? Are we all merely here to play a role ......Read the rest...

...On a twelve inch ledge On the twenty-seventh floor He tried to sort out his life. From his high school days Through his college days To the woman he called his wife. His dreams had been man......Read the rest...

...My womb protects me, envelops me. The curves along my waist, breasts, stomach, all value is derived only through extremes, never from ones being. It isn't and will never be enough to be average,......Read the rest...

...The last hoorah of old man winter 2022? March twelfth Ded Moroz struts his white stuff first real substantial puncheon found Jack Frost in his glory, he haint no longer morose nor gruff, cuz ......Read the rest...

...If all Life exists in a vacuum Then Hoover stole a march On all of us Before anyone else could And patented the name For gain Because we equate value in a brand and a name M......Read the rest...

...I wanted to get to know her, she thought that meant date, maybe in time or maybe a mate, she thought she would make me wait, work harder and show her I'm not fake, but she didn't get to kno......Read the rest...

...I knelt amidst the mountain's rise, beneath the weeping opal skies, There to measure Io's swoon - the envy of each lesser moon ... Trembling like a gold doubloon, (Heaven's tinge......Read the rest...