Tap Poems - Poems about Tap

...It’s 2am and I am awake Feel like I slept a whole day Rolling red rivers of sleep escape I am a poet who needs sleep I say For a winged white word traces brain As a blue bird tangled in my man......Read More

...Date June 2019 Damian was glad to Be back home Now he searched his room for anything Out of place. He wanted the same Set up that he had at Uncle Tyler's. So they had limo action now. "Hm......Read More

...The realm of spirit has many rooms that open doors to our perception The key to life lies in your ability to open up to forms of self-reflection Our living lessons are meant to teach so please ta......Read More

...Raisin gave the globe a tap to make it slowly spin “Rum,” she said, “it’s quite a big wide world we’re living in.” Rum looked up from lapping milk and wiped some from his face, “Use your nose to s......Read More

... If this was the last poetry contest I would choose to call the tall waves from the serotonin molecules Neuron by neuron in the snaking path cleft by cleft in a cerebral dance the resple......Read More

... A Tale of The Last Dance It was the last dance ever Orders from the Kingdom Co......Read More

...Pick a tune with pazazz. Play that great old time Jazz. Piano man hit heights. Please play those black and whites. Pure honkey tonk, tap feet. P...Read More

...It is said ‘Harm none do what you will.’ Get what you give should be expected; Then why do some become parasites wearing down warm welcome mats? How are they able to sleep at night making so c......Read More

...You squealed with six-year-old delight as I wriggled from Hilda’s belly. I was a runt, the first of five pups who, with our eyes closed, all squirmed for lunch at the same time. You screamed wit......Read More

...nobody sees you the way I do in your wheelchair with your unopenable arms where everything crashes to a gray twisted landscape my brother alpha male of demon strut clashes in our shared chil......Read More

...Figurative paralysis laid waste body electric of mine This is Spinal tap bamboozling, binding, bleeding, bombing... ripped from every dog eared and book marked page recounting latest ill fat......Read More

...Memories in boxes By lady Arabella As I sit here and go through all the boxes I’ve made Each one holds a memory which time cannot fade From old school reports that showed all I could be T......Read More

... A LOVER'S SONG My lover is as elegant as Mwanda She is a dark mirror in the sun radiating beauty and charm Achieng has big round eyes and teeth as w......Read More

... A lOVERS' SONG My lover is as elegant as Mwanda She is a dark mirror in the sun radiating beauty and charm Achieng has big round eyes and teet......Read More

...[SIZE=5][B]Alive With Hope This Mortal Flesh[/B][/SIZE] Soon when storm its angry breath blows Its drumming raid tells earth to feel And earth's grass spreads its dark green toes Sky cries out,......Read More