Storage Poems - Poems about Storage

Need Storage Room

Clean out
He pouts     

putting stuff into a storage locker

When you throw things into a storage shed
You are spending money on rent every month
Sometimes for years
Finally, you decide to look the stuff over
None of this was anything you should have kept or paid rent on
At one time we had three storage lockers in three states
It took me three weeks to clean them out
What I

Seasonal Storage

blanket’s on; it’s off
and swept away from my touch
in brumal’s closet

5/11/2022

Storage 14

because I am definitely far from your name and because I feel the coldness of the stones I inhabit, in addition to the roughness of the surfaces I find, the lack of comfort and the wind from this distance, I pushed aside the smiles but failed to ward off the fool pain of your memory,

Agriculture Cheating Job

Their soil they no longer till,
As they couldn’t eat their fill
From a hopeful food storage
Of last year’s superb courage.

Now, they ‘re hoping on a job
That their kinfolks dreamily mob;
A much-money-spinning job
That hands for farmwork rob
And has already grabbed their Bob…

Some restlessness in a giant mill
At the foot of a sacred hill
That workers don’t permit to

Contracting Out Our Storage Capacity

When were they going to tell us?
That they were thinking of contracting out our storage capacity,
With no longer need to store those unpleasant memories,
Or any awkward questions that we might still have floating around,
That might interfere with the progress of new technologies,
With fewer of our thoughts to interfere with the more sensitive equipment.

When were they

A Mind Is a Storage Locker

Odyssey of The Mind

A Mind is a Storage Locker
Written: by Tom Wright
3/6/2016

Staring from some nook in every mind,
Exists mental images and thoughts of grandness, 
And others that probe for meaning,
That God has favored only you to see.

Some gather dust in contentedness, 
While others hunger to be loosed;
Once common they exist as public domain,
And are not

Data Storage Haiku

Puffy clouds online
Someone else's computer
Floating behind screen

Storage

When you look up from your book
and you face reality.
As your characters diminish
and they fade from memory.

They're replaced by living people
as your life becomes a book.
And although you will reject them
will have every bit partook.

Still; you crave for those forgotten.
Every character you've read.
As you gently put the book down
sad that fake's not real instead.

Yet you

The Storage

I kept the letters we wrote each other
I saved every dream and thought we once had
     Of the love we wanted so much
     Of the love we missed so much 

I kept the letters, each carrying a different ink of time and mood
I saved the tears, the

Storage

Hold onto useless effort, so revile
that anger can endanger, why then smile
it is this brief insurgence we are vile
and to ourselves most guilty in compile!

The working wonder of concepts worthwhile
is building to inception, runs the mile,
the keeper of Invention is not style
but rapt conception of a newer trial!

Restoring dignity, an armor of discourse
from refuse, that

Storage Wars Women

i could look at laura 
all day
that perfect smile
and dental display
she has something 
that she keeps in her smile
that says your welcome
and stay for a while

every show has guest stars
and this is true
our guest this week
is nabila
a special treat for me and you
"whoa" commercial time
she's so fine we are
going to have her "checked out"
to see

Winter Storage

It sure is a beautiful day
The temperature's perfectly right
There's barely a breeze in the air
The colors are vibrant and bright

I wish I could just close my eyes
And breathe in the smells all around
Fresh air, flowers, both birds and bees
The wonder of nature abounds

The sky is cerulean blue
And the trees are emerald green
I just want to

In a Storage 1

My life in a storage shed.

Paid for by the month.
I see you there in those horrible  boxes.
Kneading the dough.
Our bed no longer holds us.
Dust formed a posse and waits.
Do you think of me?
When I cook I think of those days.
I see Nonna shelling fava beans.
Dipping bread in olive oil.

Ti taglierò la lingua (she would

Storage

you need a place
on matter race
just in case
have to put it away
this is where it stay
in room
not borage
call
STORAGE

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