Third Degree Poems - Poems about Third Degree

‘babes you need UV protection’ from top to tail and midsection ‘I’m African don’t be daft’ quite insulted she laughed a masterpiece of self deception but the tan worshipper in Cape Town decided her skin must get more brown took a book to sun but it was ’Shantaram’ now she got blisters and a burnt frown the sequel is called ‘Mountain Shadow’ 900 pages to...

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"The Third Degree" I’m thinking, if I am to commence this degree next year, then perhaps easier to have cats. I can’t leave a dog alone in the apartment all day. Unless I do the entire degree on-line. I dreamt last night I had two cats, one was this giant Blue Point Siamese, I called him...

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I do this each year, usually November The box is heavier than I remember I lift off the lid, inhale the odour First it's the Yardley my Dad used to wear A giant birthday card, a 21st treat Hides the treasures I buried beneath A removal of this, I'm suddenly there Back to a time of no worries or cares Silly old letters,...

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The Lord command a little Higher degree of conscious In us ------- To heed the word insistently And Amen to the Cross To service his need What ever the cost ----- To live for-ever To receive everlasting life Forbidding stench and strief Ths is a gift from...

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sunglasses protect deep green eyes an Aer Lingus cap protects a fair, Irish nose SPF 50, slathered generously, protects my skin from the sun’s bright, harmful rays my heart, protected by the strong bones of the chest wall, layers of dermis, and by my swimsuit top blisters with a third degree burn...

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(This is a fictional poem) When I syphoned some gas out of my brother's car, part of it went on my shirt. He set me on fire with his lighter and it really hurt. The gas on my shirt made me light up like a Christmas tree. If you look up the word pain in the dictionary, you'll see...

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