Spelling Poems - Poems about Spelling

... Come, winter, once again, the way you came to me when I was young, and with a handsome boy as we took a little stroll along a country lane, our love new and pristine as the wisps of white t......Read More

...Aureate prose in poetry is quite often repulsive. Bathetic prose relying on synonyms isn’t persuasive. Content, more important than labels, that spins on looms deep, thought-provoking poetry tha......Read More

... Groomed to never see it coming, we wake the past in restless sleep; Our two cents grounded in quicksand; Poor spelling, no checking, it’s a virus; It tends to appeal to the worst in us, emotio......Read More

...Hostages kidnapped: casualties of war After extorting pound of flesh lifetime humiliation drummed into captives hammering indelible nightmare no amount of therapy can expunge. Lifetime traum......Read More

...I was 86 two weeks ago It's no wonder that I move slowly. My brain is racing down a track, Looking for lost bits that won't come back. My spelling is getting worse, Which upsets me and makes......Read More

...The spirit is separate from the body.. My life and I are in pieces, at odds with myself again My feet are planted in the meadow but God only knows where my soul roams Isn't it here where Dragonfli......Read More

...I tried to read a favorite poem of mine for you. Your eyes glazed over. You could have been a lizard on a rock sunning yourself, entirely unaware that I was there in front of you reciting my wor......Read More

...Litter on my mind When I walk into the garden of my mind I sometimes pick up weeds that must be rid of in the cold light of sanity. A person, from the past, sent me a rancid email claimed I ha......Read More

...Nobby the Narwhal, Lived in the sea, He had the longest there ever could be. Nobby's school was really quite small, He had to take all of his lessons sat alone in the hall. After school he w......Read More

...I was an elementary school teacher, with dreaming eyes to the rosy future, Like the emerald, cherry blossom season, arriving later rather than sooner. As a creative teacher, I was so popular, as ......Read More

...Love to hold it between fingers Going on papers leaving memory lingers Name of a friend Or a story without End Spelling, tears, Or chasing away fears Slowly, I ran out of juice Bow down ......Read More

...Today, I started yearning to devour fish 'n' chips! Here, in the USA, we enjoy the tasty dish every day. No matter what kind or type of fishes we might use, Now here's where you listen up ......Read More

...Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber, But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. I sense a wince remind itself, Of what it means to be, Instead to ......Read More

...Spelling Please don’t correct my spelling. To me it is a pain. I tell this to my readers. Their reaction is the same. Please don’t correct my spelling. I show you my ID. It......Read More

...Once committed to memory the ownership sublime Entitlement within your thoughts caught in every line Deep within your consciousness intuition’s deed holds fast Spelling out your right to own ......Read More