Stoplights Poems - Poems about Stoplights

...My heart burns with a cold, white fire Fighting against itself in a battle no one can win I am contrived, a portrait of a girl who... And anyone can fill me in. My destiny was not written for th......Read the rest...

...In these United States of America, there is a little town not very far off the beaten path. Neither gold nor silver has ever been mined in or near this town of fertile delta soil. No sweet crude runs......Read the rest...

...Pride negatory Better to share His glory God writes your story Special kind of gain We can only learn through pain God may not explain Treasure has a source Wisdom is treasure, of course ......Read the rest...

...Teapots that whistle on chilled Winter morns Calling the day to begin as it scorns Wake up you sleepy head, make room for love Walking to wor......Read the rest...

...Because of all the lunies on the superhighways My son's decided to take a leisurely drive on the byways Many more stoplights But safer, less fights Bout who cuts off who, dangerous games ......Read the rest...

...Life is a journey with many different paths Love is one such path that everyone likes the glory of walking on Love's path is full of thorns,hurdles and barriers that prevent many from travelling s......Read the rest...

...Lights dawning Sleepyheads yawning Babies crying Mothers sighing Coffee pouring Busses roaring Winds shifting Debris drifting Laborers hurrying Rats scurrying Teen-agers snoring Alarm ......Read the rest...

...I remember one night last winter when we thought it was snow falling, but we were wrong. It was ice. We went out that night and stayed out too late -- unusual for folks our age. We got caught in t......Read the rest...

...On my way back home, I thought of you. Your face flashed in an instant. I heard whispers of your voice, so gentle I wanted to listen more. And then I felt how you vellicate my face, my neck. Your han......Read the rest...

...Google Maps told me today that my Phoenix to Tucson drive would last an hour and fifty-seven minutes. At excactly two-nineteen I would arrive. But surely it is folly to assume How could Google......Read the rest...

...Cracked beer bottles and detached baby rattles in slightly untidy, black plastic wrappers. No garbage can nor box or bag is exempt from the burrower’s thorough ransack. Rancid rubbish, rich with un......Read the rest...

...I SAY LIBERATE ME! free me from a bondage known all too well free me from those chain-links felt way too much free me from a world that's so out of touch,even though it manages to stay in ......Read the rest...

...She grew up just 20 minutes southwest of Tulsa.. In a small town with 2 stoplights and a Tastee Freeze... Everyone gathered at the First Baptist Church every Sunday morning... Remember, if you hav......Read the rest...

...I-95 “Ya got the horse race Ya got the dog race Ya got the human race — But this is a ratrace” ~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman Vibration (1976) ......Read the rest...

...Through closed eyes, I see what has become of your land. I hear flutes, blessings drifting across a land filled with highways and stoplights, never silenced. Through closed eyes, I see children scre......Read the rest...