Thirties Poems - Poems about Thirties

...I looked upon this life—so vast, so small; We chase the skies, yet crumble when we fall. I sought the world, its glory and its gold; But all shall end, no treasure can we hold. We wish to live,......

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...I am unsure when I stopped trying to please everyone else at my own expense When I was young I had a need to be liked by everyone I did whatever I could to get them go beyond mere approval Wa......

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... We brought a puzzle to the cabin, rented on a Friday-front holiday. Our tween was bored before we passed the first exit. We needed the escape— a break from where we'd been and where we were (o......

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...I used to ride the train from school to home and back, every other weekend, in an old Pullman car built in the nineteen-thirties. It smelled like my grandma’s house— a little musty, like time ......

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... I recently watched a documentary on SAVANTS In particular, Daniel Tammet, whose mathematical abilities As well as other astounding mental capabilities Will not only blow your mind Y......

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...To start with I part it and sweep each side back Tucked over each ear is this guy’s hairstyle hack Brynner and Willis and Johnson are cool But I keep my hair on… I’m nobody’s fool Bald suits so......

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...The very abridged version recounting untold tragicomic storied life of Matthew Scott Harris I led a boring life. The end. All joking aside, now the epilogue. As a bookish fellow born Januar......

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...I never thought I would ever want to die Especially since I was a young mother In my thirties when I thought I was going to I was about to have a car wreck, and knew I was a goner I yelled out ......

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... Misunderstood misrepresented misery Spent my youth being told all the ways I am wrong One day expected to get it all Disconnected disassociated disgusted A head attached to a body with ......

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...I never noticed your age, creeping up but never reflected in your face. Your voice still warms and soothes me. "Nana's here!" Was my war cry, and now my children's. I'm not jealous, more of a passing......

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... Ivory flakes this morn fill the skies; feathery snow puffs pass by my eyes, dense as can be, like a pillow fight fostered by angels filling day's light......

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...One day I opened my eyes, The happiest day for my family but then also I cried. Childhood full of memories and joy, Teenage stressful yet I enjoy, Being mature in my twenties, While taking up......

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...The young mother could not afford all of her children. She decided to farm some out to her cousins and neighbors. They had agreed to stay around the area. But factories closed, and the town commer......

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...when I was in my thirties, after two or three lean years my husband got a job which would help our cash flow fears we paid off all our bills and we even bought a car we'd go exploring every weeken......

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...99 degrees on that parking lot, felt like 110, no breeze, nothing to cool ears as they swiveled on a sopping neck. There she was - pushing a lightly filled cart across an asphalt desert. I'......

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