Squirt Gun Poems - Poems about Squirt Gun

...Not sure yet, I slowly turn to the sound of a familiar voice. Yours maybe? It has been three years since the social dance of co-workers and mingling - inevitable small talk. Three years ago, thi......Read the rest...

...Rolling bodies, Grass stained jeans And shouts, yips, and nips Punctuate the air As the child and puppy Roll in the grass of the yard. Squirt gun fights, An unintentional bath, Painted with ......Read the rest...

...It sits on the pantry shelf where it's always been The old blue bread box made of tin with faded white letters B R E A D stencil on for some reason of it I am fond It no longer stores loafs or ......Read the rest...

...Water play. Water play. How do we play By running and jumping through the water Sprinkler as it goes around While sitting on the ground. Water play. Water play How do we play? In the wa......Read the rest...

...There a jealous hood rat in are neighborhood If you expecting me to call you a man I can't because your attitude speaks for itself Theres a jealous hood rat in the neighborhood and it's you ......Read the rest...

...The constant assault of the silence on his senses is intense Hands clenched in fist he wished for noise and bliss Buddy stopped talking and drinking he begins pacing as he’s thinking Tired from ......Read the rest...

...US NATO ISAF ON SUNDAY MAY 29 TH KILLED TWELVE CHILDREN AND TWO WOMEN WHILE BOMBING FROM THE AIR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND THE BIG BAD BOOGEY TALIBAN WAS FAR AWAY F......Read the rest...

...As I pick through the cupboard and rattle each tin, Was that a moist squeak? No, it couldn't have been. Now I open the can as I'm preparing to savor, the tortoise aroma and the four legged flavo......Read the rest...

...Laying in a wicker basket Are varied colored Easter eggs Surrounded by milk chocolate And jelly beans and root beer kegs. Exploring closer you will see Beneath the artificial grass: Sidewalk c......Read the rest...

...I am the shadow of a cannonball. I watch bees float from flower to flower, While beyond the back of the shed The good work of anyone awaits my attention. Though--I know now one thing! Twinklin......Read the rest...