Slowpoke Poems - Poems about Slowpoke

... King of Sky Regal Eagle Robin in Mourning Sobbin’ Robin Bird Snatcher Robbin’ Robin The Oldster Blue Jay grew gray The Slowpoke Wood Thrush should rush! Out of No......

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...Inferiority complex as a kid, adolescent and emerging adult Yours truly (an amazingly, gracefully, and markedly modest passively aging baby boomer - formerly introverted long haired pencil nec......

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...The pink honeycomb provided a mysterious grace, Warrior with a sloth-purse unclosed wound. Sargassum, barefoot hollow woman, As if such an object could meet my canonic sound. Soak......

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...slow to eat, crawl, climb sloth exemplifies slowness mindfulness on show......

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...The man in a hurry does everything fast Make him slow down, his verve will not last The slowpoke takes his time, he's in no special rush Tell him 'Speed up,' and his spirit you'll crush M......

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...Dad was forever in a hurry His life filled with tension and worry He always had to be right on time If not, he preferred ten minutes early A terror behind the wheel of his car He cursed ......

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...“Hurry up slowpoke-take my hand”, said the little boy to his dad. “Wait until you taste the cherry water ice on 2nd Street” “Hurry up slowpoke-take my hand”, said the boy, who was now a teenager, to......

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...To be literate makes us cock of the hoop. If we cannot read we’re out of the loop, but can a slowpoke, and illiterate folk, learn to read eating alphabet soup.......

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...Birds shed their feathers; Trees, they change with the weather. But I have seen heaven; I have seen hell. Felt all of life slowly, stuck in my shell. Hundred years, I have spent in my mobile ho......

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...You shouldn’t take the bus unless You aren’t in a rush ‘Cause if you are, frustration May burst forth and start to gush. The line of people inches up, Embarking one by one; At every stop the ......

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...I'm in a constant race against Father time. You can bet I'll be last crossing the finish line. If I must tell someone a time and date, I'll make it there, but I'll be late. At home the clocks......

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