Stacks Poems - Poems about Stacks

... The fire encircled by red Adirondacks A ham and cheese omelette full of protein packs Glacier remnants the shoreline stacks Crimson turns; the once green Sumac's In the Ojibwe lands no f......Read More

...Windows open on the bay Fluffy yellow king duvet Satin sheets and pillowcase Frilly tablecloth of lace On it coffee mugs for two Latte, French press, freshly brewed Boho style living room Orch......Read More

...Thoughts like coloured pollen Rhyme in sequence measureless Candid eyes mirror The night-consciousness of man Most ancient smoke stacks Rise above us Lead us to the edge of time....Read More

... They trudged through the side entrance past the wall of Pepsi products down the aisle between beauty aids and bedding, passing stacks of toilet paper ‘As Seen on TV’ and sporting goods deeper......Read More

...Spiders kept weaving their webs, Dust knocking on closed windows, Within closed books and cupboards, Coolness settled in. Among the stacks of dozens of books, Mosquitoes turned like ascetics, T......Read More

...Chick was leaving a safe nest Out on his own, doing his best Feathers fluffed up, nice and clean An independent and young teen Resume typed and ready Not nervous and holding steady Walking in......Read More

...Realisation: I'm a back seat driver! Obviously, I'm also at the wheel (Anyone nervous about this dual identity, please let me set your mind at ease. This is about anxiety and confidence and how cri......Read More

... A lifetime grows by adding years With sunny smiles or stormy tears- They're nourished both by joys and fears. For children, they approach with cheers! As each new birthday soon ap......Read More

...Praying to a god I hope to see Trusting there is a pot of gold in the end Opening paths for others to continue the trek Stacks of bodies at crossroads Eerie smiles, happy to have cut back a shr......Read More

...Story of Century Of how our fathers lived in penury And the powers promoted prejudice They came with promises of paradise They turned themselves into merchandise Selling our own like stac......Read More

...Leave them off the tombstone, carve my verse into a tree; Write my words beneath the pier; Maybe fold them in a bottle and toss it out to sea; When the dust is all that’s left of me; Brand......Read More

...I wrote some quick notes about the journey on foot from the train station to the art gallery with a view to making it into a poem later. I may do that, but here are the slightly tidied notes I ma......Read More

...Where will tomorrow take us Only God alone can tell A brighter future a cloudless day Or an earthly living Hell How much of its our doing How much is down to me Is the fate laid out before us ......Read More

...There’s Scottie in his chair Tongue firmly in his cheek Trying to wind up Old Noel, The highlight of his week. Noel, over eighty, Veteran Of the Korean War Gives as good as he gets And dishes......Read More

...He grins beneath those golden locks And stacks his blocks And stacks his blocks With non-stop and incessant talk He stacks those blocks And stacks those blocks And then so he can take a walk P......Read More