Short Blacking Poems
Short Blacking Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Blacking by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Blacking by length and keyword.
finally out at last...
spent seven 'daze'
in the hospital...
was blacking out
collapsing in a haze...
an 'imp' proved
to be bacterial...
noticeably better now
glad to be back...
stan lee
Oliver Twist
Great Expectations
A Christmas Carol
author Charles Dickens
worked in a boot-blacking factory at age twelve
after father was sent to debtor’s prison
campaigned vigorously for children’s rights
THE BLACKING OF THE HOLE
Hello! Mars!
Are you there?
We got some money for you down here!
Do you need some foreign aid
I tell you what we'll do
there's lots of money comin in
we'll beam some up to you!
And if you need some more someday
our address is NASA BLACK HOLE
where we can throw our money in
all day and never go broke!
NASA have spoke!
mo money$ mo money$ mo money$
The leaden gray blacking clouds
Open up and drops me upon the earth.
I fill the lakes and make the rivers run.
I fall into the hustle and bustle of crowds
As they huddle under their umbrellas.
My wet glistening drops tip-tap dance
Quenching the thirst upon nature.
I am cool as I fall on surfaces like rooftops.
My rhythmic soothing sound
Lulls even the savage beast to sleep.
3/23/2024
THE BLACKING OF THE HOLE
Hello! Mars!
Are you there?
We got some money for you down here!
Do you need some foreign aid
I tell you what we'll do
there's lots of money comin in
we'll beam some up to you!
And if you need some more someday
our address is NASA BLACK HOLE dot guv
where we can throw our money in
all day and never go broke!
NASA have spoke!
mo money$ mo money$ mo money$
© ron wilson (aka Vee Bdosa)
THE BLACKING OF THE HOLE
Hello! Mars!
Are you there?
We got some money for you down here!
Do you need some foreign aid
I tell you what we'll do
there's lots of money comin in
we'll beam some up to you!
And if you need some more someday
our address is NASA BLACK HOLE
where we can throw our money in
all day and never go broke!
NASA have spoke!
mo money$ mo money$ mo money$
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
Form:
I hang my head a dripping tear, you pull away ,
The lonliness , my only fear
I'm feeling shallow and so hollow ,
the feelings I have so hard to swallow .
A twisted heart my broken mind,
I am the pain that's been refined.
My sadness brews like no tomorrow .
filling my veins so full of sorrow.
I'm blacking out or so it seems,
it's like a needle so full of dreams..
James Stevenson............................