Tip Poems - Poems about Tip

Truth not a dictum of majority Credence more pointed abhorring a crowd Its tenets relentless called from its slumber To censor the many — its voice zero sum (Villanova University: September, 2024) ...Read the rest...

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. one nipple iz the same az ...Read the rest...

If you cannot find a word to begin with, take my tip, say “I love you, as you’ve heard many times – my love is deep as an ocean, where you are hear a hum that’s coming through its my waves...Read the rest...

At the end of the river's exhausted reach where swamp firmed into solid ground, there was a place the locals used as a tip. Broken, worn out stuff from clean outs, hoarded household effects finally let go, garage junk and the discarded...Read the rest...

With so many so clueless today ~ investing in clues might just pay ...Read the rest...

Text, Talk, And Tip Miracle Man 10-1-2023 Who are these elite who made the rules on tipping? and now they’ve ruled on whether to text or talk. Hands around our throats and always gripping, things forced on me generally cause me...Read the rest...

Tip Toeing I'm taking steps But quietly I look to the left and to the right of me And guess what I saw I'm going excelling very far Driven without a car GPS takes you...Read the rest...

> here comes white-tip sharks with zebra-striped pilot fish working up frenzy as one distracts, one attacks > the shipwreck sharks have a feast ...Read the rest...

No, our dispatch has not specifically conveyed this particular safety message to us, but it is customary for us to receive a similar message on a daily basis With every stop reached or a student greets, Remember...Read the rest...

The Luck of the Irish never fails, Whether Belfast or the Dublin scene. Their tried and true spirit prevails, Dressed to the nines in emerald green. Though past history seems so unfair, When cursed by unforgiving rule. Land and people fraught...Read the rest...

Silenced voices, feared by those in power. Utopia sought, only dystopia flowers. Protect all speech, diverse and free. Perception leads to a society that is truly. Redeemed expression, a beacon bright. Escorting us through the darkest nights. Silenced speech, we've lost...Read the rest...

Though medicine tastes bad and bitter as it always skitters On the tongue’s taste buds as the black sea on sand that glitters It helps and uplifts the body to get fitter Honey glazed on...Read the rest...

If I’m going to hang out on a poetry site, and offer up comments on what others write, it seems like the best thing that I could then do: Provide in the form of a rhymed verse or...Read the rest...

There was once a spark in Heaven's sky generating an electric storm painted an angel it coloured a rainbow within the sky mystery of the east a bridge where the eyes walked on filled with...Read the rest...