Sockless Poems - Poems about Sockless

... With skateboard tight in hand, his hair cut to the skull, he takes long drags on cigarettes, flinging each butt with an easy flick of fingers. At five feet, slim, in sockless sneakers large ......

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...It's taken me sixty years Of evolution To realise the simplicity Of Earthen electricity My naked feet, like freshly cleaned Battery terminals Strolling in hilarity To observe correct pola......

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... In the land of laundry, I search high and low, for missing socks - wondering where do they go? Each morning, I search for a matching pair, but they seem to have disappeared into thin air. Th......

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...In the land of laundry, a mystery ensues, Socks scatter and vanish, leaving just one shoe. Pairs go on adventures, to realms far and wide, Escaping the dryer, where they used to reside. Dancing......

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...Day-248 “Winter’s Wrath” From out of the north The cold winds blew Hell’s inferno turned blistery cold The Devil himself all Bundled in ice coated steel; His snarly, crackling laughter Pierc......

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...A Math Whiz! A veritable Einstein! Quarky and quirky, a tangent his Shrine He never combed his hair His sockless feet were bare Experts wondered: Would this guy's stars align?......

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...I am the runner. I glide down the street with ease, elbows slightly bent, arms swinging rhythmically. I nod and smile at neighbours as they admire my even stride. My legs, long and slim, str......

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...Flew home to a heat wave Though it’s not supposed to last. The temps down south in Florida We’ve already surpassed. I’m usually not sockless And in shorts the third of May, But that’s just ho......

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...The Station was littered and in disrepair, 'Out Of Order' signs bore witness. Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles, and the smells emanating from unemptied trash baskets... and in the mids......

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...The Station was littered and in disrepair, 'Out Of Order' signs bore witness. Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles, and the smells emanating from untended trash baskets... and in the midst......

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...My brother liked to steal my cloze I said I like too wear my socks two He had a girlfriend named rose That he'd bring home when our parents were aweigh He'd say to her "I love you deer" And ......

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...Union Station was littered and in disrepair, 'Out Of Order' signs bore witness. Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles, and the smells emanating from unemptied trash baskets... and in the midst of a......

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...The weatherman predicted That today would reach a high Of eighty-five degrees; I never Thought that he would lie. I didn’t take a jacket and My sockless feet are bare. I’m shivering and I would bet ......

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...The weatherman predicted warmth And so I ditched my socks. I felt a little chill which vanished After several blocks. My ankle wore a bracelet which Had languished, calmly waiting, Until my foot was......

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...The Station was littered and in disrepair, 'Out Of Order' signs bore witness. Discarded chewing gum and empty bottles, and the smells emanating from unemptied trash baskets... and in the midst o......

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