Thumb Poems - Poems about Thumb

...The Last Viking There had been a storm, that uprooted  an old oak that exposed a gave the grave of the last Viking, a rusty  sword beside him its grip was made  fallen stars, he had been a chief......Read the rest...

...On the Rug with Death, two beers in hand (though no one here drinks) we laugh, his lifespan a joke still fizzed. My breath ignites wars, lulls drivers to sleep and builds bridges for his gu......Read the rest...

...When I met you I was numb But you came along and gave me a thumb I reached out to grab it but you held out your hand Then I waited for you to leave but you said you will wait till I land I......Read the rest...

...Adamant Face My mother used to say with an adamant face, "There is a place for everything and for everything a place!” My goodness, this house is a total disgrace" So every Tuesday at quarter pa......Read the rest...

...When that storm arrived, the entire congregation in genuflection knelt before Her poetic prayers, they saw themselves shining, eventually, in Her reflection scandalously quiet like per......Read the rest...

...The turn of a thumb And the flash of a screen Another year passes by With the hum of a machine Numbers and titles And words I don't mean It's hard to ask why And it's even harder to see ......Read the rest...

...I am more right-brained than anyone I have met. Being left-handed goes along with this and my dyslexia. An old-maid old-school old-faced teacher decided to fix me. I was forced to wear a thumb-les......Read the rest...

... In the half-light's gentle hue, I find solace in the sighs of you, as winking stars gossip of length of purpose, and width of possibilities that challenge us- as one of love's melodies......Read the rest...

...Where learned men converse On college grounds traverse Those lads debonair and debutantes fair With diamonds in their purse By limousine conveyed Their education's paid A most common tale of ......Read the rest...

...a leisurely spring day with a friendly southernly wind from the west I hang from an oak tree nearly hitting my round chin on my flat chest from homes of unsuspecting neighbors, I hear dainty titte......Read the rest...

...Thumb screws its way walking a straight line down the middle of the road hitching a ride on a new page no road kill here life’s a breeze surfing open minds along the torturous wake with all the sweet......Read the rest...

...My cheeks are flushed pink, a rosy hue, but don’t compare them to flowers. Flowers die; cosmetic blush does not fade until you stop applying it to tear drenched cheeks, rebirthing the lilting o......Read the rest...

...I’ve been sitting here so long, My butts getting numb, So I jump right up And stick out my thumb. He comes rolling down the street, With the only smell of mention, The noxious fumes; olfactor......Read the rest...

.... I watch hern walk her white strands float with the softest wind I'm enamored yet keep mine ......Read the rest...

... We are commonly predisposed To lack of common sense - case closed! We seem to have it all and more and some, Well nourished and beyond, stern doctors say. Internet mis/informed by......Read the rest...