Sleeved Poems - Poems about Sleeved

...Uncertain if my one man pep rally appeals to thee most amazing, daring, grueling... youngest aspirant to restore Earth in the balance predicated upon uncomfortable truth. The old geezer here would be......Read the rest...

...we got new red shirts from the PTA on Monday It was comfy, so I wore it to school on Tuesday. Then I texted McBride, my bestie. Wear your new red shirt, I said, we can be twins. She texted back......Read the rest...

...Embrace the Day Before manscaping with my hair trimmer, my arm hair army wrapped further, further around my cylindrical arms, like wheat stalks before the harvest. All atilt in a summertime wi......Read the rest...

...Elasticated waistbands, at what age? Comfortable trousers are all the rage. For a mature figure and the oversized, Some teenager's just take the rise. Long-sleeved shirts in summer months Cove......Read the rest...

...Through shoeless feet I feel The ground trembling I thrust my fist into the air And pump it up and down The blast of the horn drives me back a step I yell, but my voice will not rise above the b......Read the rest...

...I should've worn a longer-sleeved shirt-- then maybe now my arms wouldn't hurt!......Read the rest...

...Ask my parents. They’ll tell you, my favorite phrase, growing up was, “I can do it all by myself.” One day, I sat, spinning the top of my Flintstones vitamin bottle, wondering, how many spins until t......Read the rest...

...In the seventies we thought we were modern Utmost chic, sassy, on the cutting edge. With our bell bottom slacks And our bell sleeved shirts and dresses Perhaps we were. Everyone had the same pat......Read the rest...

...Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat Even as an old curmudgeon, aye pucker and raspily suction, albeit toothless mouth drawing reminiscent guffaws affecting (think feeble attempt ......Read the rest...

...We did not have air conditioning when I was a child I spent my time outdoors in the summer, browning like a cinnamon roll I loved it! We have air conditioning now, but I drive my car without it......Read the rest...

...Photo Artist : Akirakusaka Author of Poem: Mystic Rose I stood there in a field of tall tall grass light pouring softly from the moon beneath my feet, earth was getting ready for a dorm......Read the rest...

...I have seen them stand outside my door, pleading mother to help stage their show, on our verandah with stony floor, tattered clothes, hungry child, wife on tow! dusty robes speak of mi......Read the rest...

...I don't know, S/He said, (right winged left exhaled downstream past everyone's egopaled head) If God is dead and also much too Capitalistic, LeftBrain dominant hegemonalistic (like wate......Read the rest...

...I’m lost, the snow’s so deep, red scarf left as a mark, but gone, I need to nap, a busy night, Santa and Rudolph will miss me Sleep, I must sleep, so tie my shoe around a tree, must be Prepared, f......Read the rest...

...The torch is raised To the height of an elbow Its flame pronged To the flicker of a pitchfork The sunrise charges over a hill For old man Winter And under this sun on March One The eave......Read the rest...