Socks Poems - Poems about Socks

...prim and proper showing Amish upbringing she has chosen to live among the English we see her plain ways when she turns her white bows on her lacy socks show enlightening many of us......Read More

...Do I have to wake in a world without choice, born with features I don't like and my neighbour living my life?. Every Monday smells like lavender, when she comes out in her slutry purple gown ......Read More

...Wear your odd socks with pride, No need for them to, in your gumboots hide, Of funny looks, I don't give a darn, As I can spin a good yarn. Is it better to have odd socks, Or no socks? That ......Read More

... My son - no fun Distress to dress Thinks rocks in socks His view not true Won’t put one foot in shoes I choose and so we go to let him get new pair to wear. ......Read More

... Muddy boots track back into a 'boot room' treading ooze onto newspapers. Shake the coat out, duck-walk past the coatrack wool socks smothering damp toes, think of toweling off. First shak......Read More

...Let me tell you about my heroes I'm in full appreciation these are either niche or unpopular (how devilishly bold of me!) Cast you mind back to a time and a place (haha you can't - it's really spec......Read More

...A child lights our way in life... The greatest gift there is to be. They suppress our selfish inclinations... They set our passions free. They give sense to our mortality. They put narcissism ......Read More

... I don't need Gucci haute couture to make me purr My shoulders will never be draped with real fur I don't want diamonds to be my best friend forever There's only one thing from my lif......Read More

... ~ Reveille ~ Put a little sugar in my shower nozzle Pour hot coffee on my towel If I ever finally wake up Will I ever howl ... With my socks completely inside o......Read More

...The Art of Being Empty I was baptized in the TV light of The Biggest Loser and worshipped a version of myself that I believed could go forty days without eating, like Jesus. I packed my l......Read More

... Monsters keeps stealing my socks One two three o clock Never Seeing Them again they disappear mysteriously Even though i take it quite seriously Roots lead back to them all the time i wish th......Read More

...The long walk (Serra de Estrella) Crossing from France to Portugal, my car got stuck in the snow, on the mountain of Sierra de Estrella It was the year when much snow fell, but I walked on com......Read More

...Held you in the light of faded blue jean memories Starring down the contour of your thighs kissing gently the dimples of your knees starting to squeeze your ankles too tight. That......Read More

...Spring The season of green As hypnotizing as painted optimism. The mother of all other seasons with delightful sheen. You bloom as sym......Read More

...Sixteen missing socks were two-stepping it good in summer’s twilight. Their mates had gone home without them but what was their plight? Were they mated with another or thrown out with torn paper wh......Read More