Short Chain Gang Poems
Short Chain Gang Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Chain Gang by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Chain Gang by length and keyword.
Put Me In a Chain Gang
i’m a prisoner
please put me in a chain gang
so others will know...
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 8th
Form:
Senryu
Ship and Crew
all ships
need crew
forecastle
chain gang
flight deck
airdales
deckapes
backbone
mess decks
feed crew
captain
in charge...
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, work,
Form:
Footle
The Dream
Ting-a-ling the sirens rang
The guns went bark and dogs bang
Then, chirp chirp the cats sang
I'd escaped the chain gang...
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, onomatopoeia,
Form:
Rhyme
How Was Your Holidays
did you bang
let the bells rang
are on the chain gang
feel pain
or did you eyes rain
thinking back
did you rock the sack
anyway
HOW WAS YOUR HOLIDAY...
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, adventure, dream,
Form:
Light Verse
Chain Gang
Is democracy sinking
into feral autocracy
The billionaire elites
with all the control
Politicians but puppets
where rich pull the strings
The rest of us lost
in deception and whim
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)...
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, political,
Form:
Free verse
Prisoner of My Love
.
My gift to him was simple
A stuffed gorilla dressed plain
Black white chain gang uniform
Holds red bleeding heart...
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, animals, husband, imagination
Form:
Dodoitsu
Palace of Injustice
The palace of injustice,
Breath is just a clock ticking.
Without love, your heart is just
A wind up toy.
The chasm of sorrow.
The channels of pain.
Human beings, God's beloved virus.
Billows of smoke, expelled from my lungs,
Escaping my mouth like a prisoner from a chain gang.
I exist trapped in a snow globe
filled with Beethoven's 5th....
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, loneliness, longing, lost love, pain,
Form:
Free verse
My Typewriter Bleeds
My typewriter gushes red ink
my mind frustrates flowing verse
numbing blackened thoughts.
My fingers ready for the keys
record no words
My brain is blank…
Struggling for a true voice
boxing with imagination
Knockout!
My typewriter wins today
Tomorrow it will bleed black ink from
my calloused hands,
striking the letters like breaking
rocks in a chain gang....
Read More
Categories:
chain gang, allegory, angst, confusion, on work and working,
Form:
Free verse