Stub Poems - Poems about Stub

...Quote:"True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories."-- Florence King In the quiet folds of memory's embrace, Where whispers of the past find their place, There lies a fr......Read the rest...

...Occasionally, we might stub a toe, Or even sometimes, skin a knee. Now while most of us fully recover, It's not always done gracefully. We might also get our nose bloodied, Yet we'......Read the rest...

...Children are curious so they ask, why? Adults, when flustered, let out a sigh. We often ask why, when loved ones die, and frequently ask why as we cry. Why was I betrayed by my heartthrob? I w......Read the rest...

...NORA Carefree-spirited, wild at heart she sped down the steep streets of San Fransisco Racing heart torn to pieces pounding from her chest, even after a bottle of Cisco ......Read the rest...

...("To the Bone", 2018, original encaustic) Down to the Bone Over and over Up and down Back-and-forth Around and ‘round It’s always learning the same lesson. Learning it again ......Read the rest...

...I found an armadillo on my pillow he was light as a feather on a willow What was he doing on my pillow? this rolly tiny stub of no real kilo this roundy little sweety ditto that was made ......Read the rest...

...I am not complaining. Not that you would hear me Even if I did. But; My father hates me. I am not a story teller, And I am no poet. You can be sure of what I tell you. Passionately, ......Read the rest...

...I've heard of the Circus Of The Damned; By all accounts the rumors are true; The graffiti makes it seem so grande; Filled with copper and turquoise blue billboards have you longing to attend; ......Read the rest...

...I often am amazed by how, inspiration seems to delight. In disappearing through the day, returning late into the night. When she is ready I must heed, and obey her beckoning call. For fear sh......Read the rest...

...Deep in the earth’s bowels We crawl through tight tunnels Where it’s darker than night But for glimmer of light From small stub of tallow, A feeble yellow glow. Above our heads the rock It oft......Read the rest...

...Poetry and popcorn. I'll take mine warm, popping over a slow burner, not with hot air. Buttered up, salty and full of fat. Poetry and chocolate. I'll take mine sweet, not sugar-coated......Read the rest...

...All quiet on the western front: The rest, in bed, still sleeping. Then, audibly, I hear a grunt; The neck hairs start their creeping. Then springing up from on the couch To do a full room swee......Read the rest...

...You may have a recurring dream that you are not really the jerk you believe yourself to me. You may wake-up with a hangover but can’t recall what caused it, this is a sure sign. Sitting o......Read the rest...

...Soul shrewd gawk swish swarm sheen stub zygote lucent in mage world dream dazzle spread magnetism right worth vibe skilled swing blooms heart shades swirling maze spellbou......Read the rest...

...Once there was dingo, rabidly mad as he could be who thought he was a Bruce of a man by how he spoke But no man would call him their 'mate,' for you see... he was a mongrel dog who pretended to be......Read the rest...