Socks Poems - Poems about Socks

I I look at trees and think about their births. I can say to myself by looking at a leaf, “You are an oak,” or, “You are a Chinese pistache.” For this I feel proud, And...Read the rest...

i've just been reliably informed that the manchester united dressing room was bugged before their match at aston villa it is a shocking security breach but classic sci-fi can be a bit hit and miss like my...Read the rest...

running across stones (to see who could do it) playing in the sand on beach walking through a creek...Read the rest...

ODD SOCKS EVERYWHERE! I wake up in the morning, And I don't know what to do, I can only find odd socks, This morning I have an interview! There's some with characters, But I can only find one, not...Read the rest...

Dear Curious Youth And inquisitive Sleuth I present to you a quandary A baffling report An enigma of sort Whenever I do my laundry It’s quite odd enough That some certain stuff Go missing before I’m through Between warm, rinse...Read the rest...

I love my socks, all colours and design The brighter the nicer, simply sublime Socks warm feet, cosy and snug as a rug Fabulous for dancing the jitterbug. Many times I find there’s holes in one sock I wonder...Read the rest...

I am a blue sock. I'm the bluest sock there ever was. There never was a bluer sock, because I lost my loving partner by the lint-screen fuzz. We worked together as a pair. We lived a life of quiet...Read the rest...

Whether regular or occasional, on daily basis or ceremonial ...Read the rest...

I am a solo sock mismatched again, Insouciantly sorted out by men. I’m worn and torn, my shelf life so unfair - Old sole cast off without my perfect pair. My oxygen runs low in...Read the rest...

Gremlins come out in the night on cold little feet, searching through our houses for places with some heat. Some nights we do laundry, and right before we sleep, our clothes are put in dryers. That’s when gremlins creep. . . Creep inside...Read the rest...

At our house we had what was called an ‘odd sock drawer, A place which the whole family could keep odd socks to store. Quite often the matching sock was to be seen no more. When the drawer...Read the rest...

I hate wet socks. I'm knee-deep with diapers floating by. The steel stairs steps (that go up!) Just 10 feet from me. Seawater pouring in from every orifice. I'd be dead already if I had not bribed the head...Read the rest...

Nice warm fuzzy socks my favorite toe warmers even in the cold...Read the rest...

Washed clothes with loving pair of socks, bewildered ~ some socks became singles...Read the rest...

They cover your soles your heels and your toes and they render you dressed when your ankles are exposed your shoes can stride forth with an elegant air and your turn-ups can flap with a devil-may-care ‘cause your feet are now swaddled in a...Read the rest...