Shrugging Poems - Poems about Shrugging

...(There’s a song for this: ‘Confessions’ by Sudan Archives) I remember it like it was yesterday (it was yesterday). I arrived on a cool (42°f), blindingly sunny New Haven afternoon. It was as if......Read the rest...

...Insomnia welcomed courtesy high test coffee consumed later at night than usual finds me bright eyed and bushy tailed amply lively to learn about an American radio and television personality ......Read the rest...

...This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live. ......Read the rest...

... A bisque sun on the windowsill, the early light smells of marigolds. Beyond, the garden is as usual, a haven for cracked clay pots, after windy nights there are yet more broken terracotta options......Read the rest...

...A head cold in December and the sun is brilliantly high pinned to a sky-blue sky. He needs an image for this distressed kind of joy, a banana shaped image full of starch and potassium, one wi......Read the rest...

...Was it worth Butchering the butterflies We gave each other? Were they not Pretty enough? Or were they just too fragile For your unstable world? Your world of Mismatched jigsaw puzzl......Read the rest...

...It’s Friday afternoon. Anna, Lisa, Leong and I are sitting around our common room - sagging actually - after a long day. “I need a break,” I said, “now’s the time - today, this day - it's been a lo......Read the rest...

...Rod Culleton, what can I say? But thank you mate For all the ways, all the stands; the fireside talks You challenge the falseness, you've walked the walk You represent 'true Aussie creed' we'll ma......Read the rest...

...It’s Monday afternoon, the first day after Fall Break. Several of my suitemates are here, relaxing a bit before we hit the dining hall and then scatter, like debris from a bomb. There are a zillion t......Read the rest...

...Hold the phone, hold the freakin’ phone. Lisa’s got a boyfriend! I’ve never seen Lisa with a boyfriend. Lisa draws men like fireworks on a dark night, but I’ve never seen her keep one. I mean, it’s ......Read the rest...

...Saturday, September 23, 2023 Coincides with first day of fall and Autumnal equinox for said year, where colorful splash kindled like tinder. After I riff flecked about thee August Autumn E......Read the rest...

...Rasping like fleas In August the barn roof leaked The plums hummed full of bees the sweet nectar captivating The children's heads nodding like flowers and Mother couldn't care Her form shrug......Read the rest...

...If you want to learn another language, It is never too late to learn how to hug, As without knowing when to hug, How to hug, When not to hug, What message your hug is sending, And when it shou......Read the rest...

...“You can have any wish,” the genie said. “Any ONE wish?” the girl asked, a little disappointedly. “One wish,” the genie answered, shrugging. “Oh.. then” she said, thinking it over. “I wish for........Read the rest...

...A picture appeared on my phone today, on the proverbial page I perused. A view of an evil most vile, villainy veiled behind verve and vim. Sadists from Auschwitz, smiling in a storm. Should......Read the rest...