Stools Poems - Poems about Stools

... I’ve strolled down Bedford from Barrow, maybe a couple times or more. When I would get to 86, I headed through the garden door. I felt inspiration flowing, from the rafters down to the floor......Read More

...Choose unironically ripping off a film to be ironic Choose now because then will never be enough Choose puff puff puff puff puff pass because you’ll never have enough Choose feeling guilty in the ......Read More

...I think of those legions who would suffer, those people who have had lots less than me. You think your life couldn't be tougher until through their eyes, you finally see. Squeeze out one tiny d......Read More

...I’m laughing this morning, spontaneously. We’re not studying any more. Our sophomore school year is over. I’m giddy, giggling, like a 9 year old on sugar. I think I just finished the hardest class t......Read More

... Collective consciousness works well when you need to get together making your fondest dreams come true within your heart, you have stored away so many places you have been wanting to see, the tr......Read More

... If you complain of walking with a limp, it’s because you’ve morphed into a blimp and you’re eating fast food far more than is healthy for a bird, or are you human? Take my advice, make a dr......Read More

...Hearts faded with time. Skinny jeans and smokey air The sound of laughter and pool balls on a table The smell of damp carpet and stale beer Full ashtrays and sweaty skin Those were the dives I......Read More

...Cucking-stools A ballad, dating from about 1615, called "The Cucking of a Scold", illustrates the punishment inflicted to women whose behavior made them be identified as "a Scold" Then w......Read More

... They sit on their own in their Hermit Kingdom other side of the wall singing their song entitled nothing to envy peeling the skin away in generations it's worse than a famine whe......Read More

...My roommates Leong, Sophie, (Charles) and I were coming from a Yale sporting event. The sky looked like a dirty Swiffer-mop and the wind seemed to be ignoring the posted 20mph speed limit. It was a t......Read More

... Riotous revellers' laughter drifts up from their apricot lit late night haunts, four cafes are notoriously avoided venues for overindulgent consumption of alcohol. Across the street, from m......Read More

...On waking up one morning I was maybe 8 years old It seemed my jaw was aching Oh what was to unfold My Mother had a little look A finger in my mouth A molar had a wiggle And my courage just w......Read More

...POEMS ABOUT POOL SHARKS Shark by Michael R. Burch They are all unknowable, these rough pale men— haunting dim pool rooms like shadows, propped up on bar stools like scarecrows, nodding and......Read More

...Prolonged offal bout courtesy constipation... turgid song redux, a worse hellish fate than perdition really sucks As of early morning today - September 8th, 2022, I could not but barely move m......Read More

...Calling Captain Hindsight, where the heck are you? The table booked for one-fifteen and now it’s ten-past-two, The waiting staff are anxious, they want me to move on, Their patience was exhausted ......Read More