Street Sweeper Poems - Poems about Street Sweeper

... How can I mingle with the poor, I’m a millionaire, My intellect superior, And the masses inferior. I am a street sweeper, my name is Jane, Passers by think I’m insane, I am the sole earner i......

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...When words fall short, I sit in the world's shadows. Watching the world through my window, I rejoice absurd songs. Life spills in laissez faire economics, consuming dreams to rust. Forgotten bl......

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...I live in a small pueblo where every day or so my neighbours sweep the pavement to keep their side of the road clean and pick up the litter And I like Beppo the Street Sweeper in Momo b......

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...The earth seems flat and Godot decided to arrive on the scene Like a boil stuck on a pancake dressed as a trans gender carnival queen He carries a prophecy written on a tag hung from his should......

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...Tim Remembers Tim is a member of the club of life with all its nonsense vagaries and beauty pitfalls up-shoots conflicts contradictions Dismembered or conjoined he has a choice ......

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...Oh, March you pompous windbag howling in the hollows of Winters fade. Scattering Fall’s gold across warmed mud, billowing tree bound plastic bag kites, hoisting the weightless hawk. Oh Mar......

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...Syringes in fence palings condoms on park benches street sweeper drinks whiskey at four in the morning opera house silhouettes the bridge of dawn first ferry tugs out rust and ropes like stal......

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...When a poor exposed His feeling through pen The crucifix he shouldered His stomach pain How does the poem look? When a farmer tried To write a poem about how he feels On how the sun touches ......

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...Enjoy the silence, the deep of night. Not true silence for the word itself is illusion. Still yourself enough to hear. Listen for the sounds invoked in the darkness. Quiet yourself from the insid......

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...Mind Reaper The slumber in which you have awaken from Has got you caught in a world snatched from beyond Now leave your hands and your feet moving with the beat But keep it real for the stree......

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...In a tunnel under earth, we were given a curse In this world, we am called reverse Eager to think and question These things bring out nothing but aggression We are one in all and all in one ......

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