Stashed Poems - Poems about Stashed

...“We may think of freedom, not as the right thing to do, but as the opportunity to do what is right.” ~~Peter Marshall~~ "Need I say this was inspired by the t......Read the rest...

...The other night There was a total lack of light Went to help get this young ladies car going Never knowing This moment would impact my mind What did I find This young lady came and sat in the ......Read the rest...

... Emily: Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? – every, every minute? Stage Manager: No. The saints and poets, maybe they do som......Read the rest...

...Her apartment house was shaped like a tall woman’s boot. I could see why she chose to live there, it did in fact suit. Her disposition, her opinions, her ideals and her attitude. Being inside with......Read the rest...

...Can certainly get over zealous at times In extolling my love for you souls Suddenly realize how overbearing it must be So I'll try to show a little more control Got a bunch of affection......Read the rest...

...Stricken with anguished nausea Written three years ago tomorrow, yet superimposed (likened to emotional palimpsest) upon mental state of yore recent post traumatic stress triggered courte......Read the rest...

...Ever since I experienced being significantly monetarily sidelined... (how about that topic for a change of pace?) Yes back to getting walloped, decked and clubbed courtesy cold hearted brute, w......Read the rest...

...Deposited, held in Amazon's Adonis arms Hidden inhospitably stashed, kite shadow Curled furtive, stairway stupefied windshield Hallucinations lag languished in amusement Monk......Read the rest...

...easiest to take a bite off peanut now rather than wait until they are stashed for winter chipmunk wife gives husband scolding he is now working fast enough to suit......Read the rest...

...When vitamin and medication bottles became plaything of the missus Mental health of yours truly heavily reliant upon one selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor named fluoxetine (Prozac) aside f......Read the rest...

...As I closed my door and lay down to sleep, A poem came and violently knocked at my door. Being quite late, I put a rein on my desire to admit it in Even in my sleep I could hear the fa......Read the rest...

...The storm stirred…having ingredients our neighbors provided. Stolen goods, the storm stashed in its wings, and headed East. The storm boiled in Mississippi - all baby boomers spelled that state vo......Read the rest...

...At first I wondered if all things have been said already, spent by poets of the past. They stole our words. We found them stashed. We rearranged, often deranged the lines with slash marks and non......Read the rest...

...What ever happened to our hometown street. When life was more simple,gentle and sweet. Our sidewalks intended for more prosperous ways. Are now employed as homeless displays. When I was young, ......Read the rest...

...This wreath is in your eidetic memory, yet you should live. Can you receive my lament, which is almost to happen? There is no garland as I plummet, rattled by the sieve. Died with you,......Read the rest...