Short Over Your Head Poems
Short Over Your Head Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Over Your Head by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Over Your Head by length and keyword.
A river boat runs into a bar and says give me a mark twain
You’re in the army now
Lather you up, lather you down
Jump in the tub, give a good rub
Bucket of H2O over your head, bub
clouds as fluffy as the whistling bliss
encircling in the sky, eyes fonder and kiss
abaft the hidden pillows of lace
brightness over hays above Thy grace
father father
hold me up high
over your head
farther and father
and spin me
around and around
until
I become you
and you become you
in my fond memories
Never test the water with BOTH feet
To feel the temperature or if it's too deep
One foot at a time
For testing the brine
If it's over your head, bad words you'll bleep
Lift a ten pound bag of potatoes over your head
Next lift a twenty pound bag over your head instead
Finally a fifty pound bag
You performed like a stag
Finally put one potato in each bag you'll probably dread
Angels angels all around
Keeping my friends safe and sound
Full of love grace care and hope
Sending faith to help you cope
So each day gets a lot better
And all of the stormy weather
Never keeps any dark clouds
Over your head--A lighted shroud
Will protect you from the rain
Pushing away all hurt and pain
The warm winds blowing
softly…
The great Indian spirit in the
sky blessing you…
May you always have rainbows
in your life…
May you always have clothes
upon your back, shoes upon
your feet and a roof over your head…
And always have your Indian Spirit
Angel on your shoulder…
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2007
Why do thing behind my back?
Then play like it’s all an act.
Spending money like it’s free.
Taking out loans you don’t need.
Over your head can’t you see.
Stop and look before you leap.
Manage your money wisely.
Just trying on some new styles as taught by spencerj. Also venting a little bit-have
to keep it real..lol
I am your dad,
Hold my finger,
And learn to walk;
First few steps are arduous,
Hold my finger tight;
Life ahead is tough,
May have thorns,
May have bumpy terrain,
Be wakeful on each step you move;
Dad's hands always over your head,
As a brolly for shade;
In bad and tough times,
Follow you as shadow,
to keep you move;
© sadashivan nair
Hey! step back
Hey! step closer
let me, take a breath
your, messing up my heart
your, messing up my first-steps
and my head can't
tell the rest of me
STOP! wait, your over your head
and this is just a kissing game
and this isn't for keeps
he just wants
to take you goodies
so, keep his hands above
and off the Wees (knees...)
Your hand is lying over the table.
An aura of innocence over your head
sparkling like a blooming sunflower.
You haven’t slept for million years.
All the hot blooded complainers and
Cruel smiles are hovering in the air.
Calm like a tomb you are smiling and
dreaming about an unreal dream of love.
Don’t open your eyes before you travel
back and discover the weeping meadow.
MISOGYNY
HE SAID
I AM YOUR BOSS, YOU FOLLOW ME.
little me said, I thought GOD was the boss.
HE SAID I WILL HIT YOU WHEN I THINK YOU DESERVE IT, EVEN IN FRONT OF YOUR CHILDREN! I AM THE ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD!!
little me knew that if we said “no,” HE had the capability of crushing them all, like Esther.
so, then, the skinny white girl
with nowhere else to go
said
okay
In the doorway, you stand deliciously;
I draw you over to the bed.
And kiss your mouth as I pull your dress,
Slowly over your head.
I nip your neck and eye you coyly;
You sink into my kiss.
And as we touch, I see you buckle,
Into a sharp, awaited bliss.
Sweet lover, with skin as pure as pearls,
Like a coin that’s clean and new.
I open up my mouth to speak,
And all I say: “I do.”
He claimed I was a young rambuncious lad, very sharp:
He knows how to solve a Rubik's Cube and play the harp!
But did Mr. Thornton know
that I used to be a simple so 'n' so?
Family and friends once said,
"That piano is just way over your head!"
Being the dreamer I took it metaphorically
not realizing they were concerned for my safety.
And just as quick as one would drop a hat,
under half a ton of wood, I became all too flat.
Comparing Clarity with Disparity and Gravity
With some things we must compare clarity,
As it always does and determine disparity;;
Similarity lacking;
Could be cracking,
Assimilated with variable that is gravity.
Parity has to do with a woman's neonatal
condition and the ability of a variable to
agree with others and be correlated.
Jim Horn
This has a high probability that it has
been completely over your head.
Pressure from the job and roof over your head
Pressure from the kids cause they won’t go to bed
Pressure in traffic on your way to work
Wreck up ahead hope no one is hurt
Pressure from the dentist drilling your tooth
That hit a nerve back to my roots
Pressure from the tears there in your eyes
Oh… it’s a wonder…. but you did survive
All the pressure
All the strife
That lump coal ……….
Has a polished life
When you feel that bitter
Cold air in a winter breeze
Turning a clock back
Dark mornings early nights
Tucked up warm inside,
Have you ever wondered
With heat a home
a roof over your head
All the street people
Newspaper for a bed
Some more lucky
A cardboard shed
Just for a minute
Give it a thought
Their is always one person
Worse off than you
So think yourself lucky
Like the one
With a cardboard shed.
By Dawn Mclaughlin.
Form:
A home is a place where you feel warm and contralbe. This house is your home to keep
you safe from all the climates outside. A home can be 4 walls, or a home can be just small
shack as long you got a roof over your head you have a home. My home is full of laughter
and sometimes tears, but most of the time there is a lot of love. You can always have a
lot of love in your home, when you know it’s going to be there ever time you come home.
The party's over
You got in bed with the devil
And pulled the covers up over your head
It's a bed of your own making
Now you have to lie in it
And lie you have and lie you will
Over and over and over again
You'll toss and turn until morning comes
And after that sleepless night
It will finally dawn on you
It's time to wake up and smell the coffee
To go with your breakfast of crow
Which costs more than you will ever know
And we're all paying the price
the parking lot of a CVS
two minutes from your house
the backseat of a four door sedan
your sister starts to shake against the door
heaving, sniffling sobs
her breath fogs against the glass
exhale exhale exhale
we should go home he says eventually
the girls are upset
you have never seen him cry before
in bed you pull the sheet over your head
and smear tears across the backs of your hands
the phone screen is too bright
2-5 years the internet says
there is no cure