Stringy Poems - Poems about Stringy

...There are times in our lives We see something others don't see Or don't want to see. Many years ago I was sat in a park enjoying the warm weather. The birds were chirping The trees and grass ......Read the rest...

... (Probably more a short story than free verse In any case it’s true, seen through my eyes as a child) He was a heavy smoker sat by the fire Coughing and wheezing hacking up phlegm spitting......Read the rest...

...Sooty black and thin boned, velvet almost, but stringy. Hard to define the shape of a hissing cat that was so soon alive and kicking, but now lies dead on my neighbor's lawn. I would watch i......Read the rest...

...Just one year ago today we found you abandoned, neglected and left for dead With one stringy vine drooped over the pot I would have discarded you but instead My wife felt something stirring ins......Read the rest...

...If vain thy earthly hopes did prove, thou canst not mourn their flight; Thy brightest hopes were fixed above. And they shall know no blight—Anne-Bronte Overjoyed An am......Read the rest...

..."Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them, here and there:  even the last flower is withered: yet there is a beauty in decay" Quote by _Constance La France  A hush has settled over t......Read the rest...

...The volcano leveled then a great wind blew the rest away. Early humans came late. They had callused soles and rough hands they knew how to dig, run and hide. When the flood came they were ......Read the rest...

...Max came to town the same week my father left. It was a good week for me and a tough one for Mom. Her hair was stringy and her eyes were puffy. You could tell there was a void in her heart that neede......Read the rest...

...Kabodlute was not an impressive guy, Big head, Clumpy feet, Never did get enough to eat. Skinny bones popping out, Stringy hair scattered all about. Some thoug......Read the rest...

...Cosmos, the element of who we are seraph of breath through anger and euphoria this is the body Waiting for lighting. Blessed with a low temblor, A lesser-known form, stringy hooks, T......Read the rest...

...Black and thin boned, velvet almost, but also stringy. Hard to define the shape of a hissing cat that was alive and kicking but now lies dead on my neighbor’s lawn. I would watch it on summer......Read the rest...

...Small birds fall from their songs. Sticks fly up invisible chimneys. A strong wind unearths the stringy and unlatched, in the ruptured earth, makeshift mouths gawp and gape. Whoever has a ......Read the rest...

...I Don't Want To Read Your Blog Brian Strand. I just want to write a poem. I'm done with instructions. I'm done with obedience. I'm done with the topsy. Just give me the turvy. Turvy, turvy, tur......Read the rest...

...Her dad was the kindest, gentlest man she ever knew…he was always humble…never mean…he could grow anything in his garden…he was born with his two thumbs…green. He often told her the important less......Read the rest...

...We don't see the stars as we once did. We've lost contact now, we live indoors. We've lost the mythology of stars, our ancestors once had. They were glued to the celestial display at night, a......Read the rest...