Suitcase Poems - Poems about Suitcase

...Visiting right before Christmas Eve was her favorite Grandma Kay. Her granddaughter did not notice any presents, but that was okay. Just being with her grams was enough to delight Little Bitty Moll......Read More

...Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father’s 50th floor study watching New York City. It’s a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city himself and ha......Read More

...I hate packing suitcases It reminds me of when mama left She hastily packed her suitcase Just before she quit the door, she looked at me As though she was going to grasp me with her My watery ey......Read More

...In a show of manic one-upmanship With my wife saying, “Just get a grip.” I planned an adventure to show I’m well travelled The spoiler to that is the whole thing unravelled I looked at the broc......Read More

...Don't be fooled by the smile of a crocodile Who appears to be happy to meet you. For though his grin is beguiling, In his head he's compiling Various ways he is planning to eat you. A croc's dis......Read More

...Wake up early, be sure to wear clean underwear. Get dressed. Go sit down and breathe quietly, be prepared in that hour before dawn, for it is then that they will come for you. Never write......Read More

...Long Lonesome Road To every traveling soul that wonders Here I travel This long lonesome road. I don’t know where it’ll lead me But I will be a travelin’ with this heavy load ......Read More

...Come on, he said, you've got it on your plate, Stop clicking your pen and do concentrate; It's just a small triangle twisted at an angle, What's gotten your concepts in a muddy tangle? Iam g......Read More

...My heart is an empty suitcase That I store in the attic It waits for me to fill it with all the things I need to leave. One time I took it down overhead stepping on the stepladder down to the......Read More

...Deep down she knows Her red dragon sigil makes her stronger than a Bourbon or Romanov She hates how it's always raining in Bergen Every war flaunts its own heraldry; wars are emerald crowns One......Read More

...He is lugging a heavy suitcase up a steep hill. The suitcase is old, the kind that doesn't have wheels. If he puts it down for a moment, it slides downhill slipping on thin ice. At the top of t......Read More

... Time is vertical in motels, it travels red-eyed in elevators. It’s an out of sequence conversation you have with an ice bucket. Barefoot hours drop their hairballs into air-ducts, spindrifts o......Read More

...7/12/22 Still traveling through space It's not falling into place Tripped over my shoelace Wound up with a bruised face I'm starting to lose faith People staying missing or found in a suitcas......Read More

...Behind the curtains of this smile, are freshly sewed wounds; Rich yarns finely whipped by the Armageddon; Each touch turned colder, from philosophy of ashes to ashes; Each an ongoing curse, of ev......Read More

...Wrong Guy, Guy A pistol pressed against his skull The policeman put him on his knees "What's in the suitcase?" The policeman asked Referring to the suitcase full of anchovies nothing but sampl......Read More