Sweatpants Poems - Poems about Sweatpants

Packing for Camp

...The grandkids are heading to sleepaway camp,
Their clothing all labeled and packed,
Plus all of the extras they may or not need -
Way too much, as a matter of fact.

They bring pillows and blank...

Trapped in Words

...In the airport, there’s nothing to do. 
But they’re taking off at once.
I didn’t decide to. 
The luggage just appeared. 
My feet almost got chewed off. 
But I started my poem just in time. 
I d...

I was buff at fifty five

...When I was fifty-five I lost weight and got into shape
Exercised to the point of near ridiculous, and looked great
My daughter said “Mom! You are buff!”
I had never been buff before
It felt terri...

Borrow

...
I went to my neighbors
To ask for a favor
And said may I borrow
Stuff I need tomorrow,
But she stopped me short
With this stunning retort:

“Do you need sugar cane
Drano for a clogged drain...

In October

...In October 
the wind picks up 
dusting the ground with fallen multicolored leaves 
leaving bare trees to shiver 
in October 
people dress a little warmer 
and jump on hay wagons 
eager to reac...

Out Of My Closet

...My closet, since you ask, is a cramped space, 
Chosen and cherished fashionable base, 
Essential part of my enchanted place, 
With charm and chic to complement my face. 

Shows off a...

ohio weather

...shorts in the morning 
sweatpants in the evening 
ohio weather...

Argh, I never got muffin top before why now

...Argh, I ne'er got muffin top before - why now!?

Once upon a time yours truly did allow
himself to consume anything in sight
eats of mine in the mein 
included an assortment of chow.

Impossib...

My Water Bottle

...There are flakes of black stuck to my palm
remnants of the bottle’s cheap paint
clinging to the rich warmth of my veins

It isn’t a surprise to find my water bottle in such a state
simply anothe...

No the Blue Jeans Screamed

...No! The blue jeans screamed. We do not stretch that far!
The people driving by began laughing it up in the car.
They had seen the old woman who had eaten a moon and a star.
She waddled into the ho...

100 Percent

...She was five when she was set down for a talk. Don't walk alone in the dark, keys between your knuckles, don't let them take you to a second location, scream and fight. That is what her mom said, a f...

Goodbye Six Pack Hello Poetry Scribes

...Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousne...

Shambling On

...I wish I had the fortitude & Will
to dress in a clean shirt, tie,
neatly pressed slacks and suitable jacket
like an English gentleman, but….

one day 
I appear in a supermarket
in sweatpants a...

Inextricably Rooted With Hair Fixation

...Inextricably rooted with hair fixation

As a lad in grade school,
yours truly, (a diminutive, intuitive,
oversensitive, and vegetative potato head kid,
whose voice exhibited
a severe nasal twan...

Shambling On

...One day I appear in the supermarket
in sweatpants and T.

Stained nocturnal, I drive to a fast-food restaurant
then sleep in that T, eat breakfast in that T,
wear that T all day,
then slapdash ...

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