Tossing Poems - Poems about Tossing

Soul'd Out

Guess I'm soul searching she's on my mind
with a heart that is hurting must have been blind
I wander these streets where we walked together
but places we'd meet are now stranger than ever
I think of those days gone by
and can't help but wonder why
I'm tossing and turning time on my hands
with a heart that is burning

Tossing and turning

I have a lot on my mind lately and no one to talk to
I have a ton of reasons why I’m tired of life but I was taught to keep your head up
I can only control what I can control 
Everything else I’m learning to let it go
God works in mysterious ways and he always

Tossing and Turning

Tossing and Turning
Yawning and yearning
and listening to the lullaby of lust


Pressing the pillow
on the mattress of melancholy 
and tiptoeing to thoughts of temptation 


Deciding to toss all inhibitions 
and prohibitions 
out of my bedroom window.

Turning a mature leaf
as I strongly believe 
that two are better than one. 

Breaking News on Tossing Trash

We used to think about the stars
  more distant than the planet Mars
But now we only think of Earth
  which puts a damper on our mirth

For on the ground and in the air
  There’s so much crud we just can’t bear
So all of you who toss your trash 
  You ought

Tossing Our Sins

Before the new year can begin,
You have to throw out every sin;
So with a rock or piece of bread,
You toss them quickly overhead

Into a river or a lake,
Where they’ll be gone, for symbol’s sake.
The brand-new year will start and then
Your sinning can begin again!

*a tradition on Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year

A Tossing and Turning Night

In a tossing and turning night, to wake up I forgot
Never slipping from a series of perpetual dream
A strange situation over and again, escape I could not
In the fabric of this woolgather, I couldn’t tear the seam

A speech in front of hundreds, I yearned to scream
Standing in my underwear, my shaking voice was caught
Closing my

Plough Share the Alto

she admitted to being a moron
                                 only when it came to her
           

Pecos Bill

Pecos Bill rode herd in the vast forlorn.
His quiet Paint gobbled buttered popcorn.
A tornado, in a fit, 
Came for a whirlwind visit. 
“Paint, meet Curley. His back I will adorn.”

Bill grabbed his rope and threw a loop with hope
And saddled the whirlwind so Paint could lope,
Leisurely grazing along
While Bill sang a peaceful song
Though the twister

Arrested For Tossing Diamonds

I love a good threat, Hugo Jepsen,
Will you send the police, and then some?
If my pattern obstructs traffic
For I am demanding a hefty ransom
While tossing diamonds
From yonder throne!

THIRD PLACE BRONZE WINNER
written September 5, 2021
especially for "Word Play #1" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Hugo Jepson

Just Tossing Pennies

When I was young and still in my twenties
Thought eighty was ancient, never thought eventually
I'd be older than dirt
Instead of a squirt
Just yesterday against the wall, I was tossing pennies

Tossing Sins

On Rosh Hashanah, what we do
Is throw our sins away.
We save them up all year, but then
One day we have to pay.

A piece of bread (or else a rock)
Is used to represent
Whatever things we’ve said or done
That we’ve come to lament.

Some moving water is required – 
A river, stream or sea
And into this we toss

Ice Is Tossing Cars Willy Nilly

The ice swirled around in a dangerous way
Tossing cars willy nilly into each other and concrete bridges
I marveled at her confidence and power
Hoping I was not going to slide into the two wrecked cars in front of me
She gave me a tiny spin, showing me that I had no control at all.
She grinned at me

Baby Tossing

For centuries, families in India for reasons of luck
Have tossed their babies from a 50-foot tower, they've run amuck
These guys are “bleat”
Babies land on a bed sheet 
A custom to which these newborns are blessed as they chuck

Tossing Around In the Wind

i feel lost
in the dimness
of this day

my thoughts
stirring in this wind
ascending
then descending
in a spiral
of emotions
scattered
like these leaves
painting the ground
in drifts of red
i never cared for that color
nor this autumn air
i feel lost
within its grasp

Tossing Mints In a T-Rex Mouth

Tossing mints in a t-rex mouth,
his calamitous breath smells good,
as the terrible lizard rolls you South,
delighting in his wintergreen food.

Thankfully this monstrosity of a sweet-tooth Rex
rejects his diet of flesh and menthol as vomitus.
Relating voluminously to Jonah - you’re a wreck.
You slide off the belching tongue in slovenly gravitas.

You run as his roar, like a

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