Trash Bin Poems - Poems about Trash Bin

...Look in a mirror and see who you are Left on your skin is one big scar Meant to remind you of the day You tried to put yourself away Showing others of your sins Making you look like ......Read the rest...

...my sympathies aren’t born of grace like in the way of the benevolent heiress who, ever-so-delicately, extends cupped hands to feed the twittering songbirds perched on her windowsill it comes......Read the rest...

...I heard a ringing, it must be my phone. So, off I ran, I was home alone. I looked high, I looked low. I even looked in the Freezer below. I looked upstairs and down again. I looked in the ov......Read the rest...

...I found an old antique bottle at a thrift store, paid fifty cents but it was worth so much more. I assembled my bottle garden with pride and joy, having so much fun with my project like a new toy.......Read the rest...

...A few months of 'us' was enough, but memory has no expiration date. I do mostly forget who us were way back then. I forget how we slept together did we sometimes snuggle together like pupp......Read the rest...

... 'Twas the night before Christmas and I Totally forgot to bake a cake, If my children came to know, oh my! What a noisy ruckus they would make! So I went to the kitchen and found Sugar......Read the rest...

...Sorry appears to be the toughest form of expressions to say genuinely with any exaggeration used as a token poker chips. Is it to ju......Read the rest...

...My feathers are misted and moistened from the sea spray As I glide above the busy shore on Frenchman’s Bay The sunrise displaying beautiful pinkish and purple hues While the tide is out, no fish a......Read the rest...

...*Image of Danny folk's Boo by YC. A Black Cat Tale Souvenir One Saturday morning, fourteen-year-old Danny, my neighbor's kid who lives down the road, would come over to do th......Read the rest...

...The end, or beginning of the strip mall starts at the Subway Subs a set aside frontage overlooked by bushes and idling traffic. Further along, the ephemeral Pop-up Party Shop; when not ‘up’......Read the rest...

...Was it my fault you lost your diamond earrings? You said so. A dozen hotel mornings, packing again, trying to meet itinerary deadlines tightly coiled, breathless hungover. I might have sc......Read the rest...

...(alternately titled: idolizing childhood's end today April 25th, 2021 generates elusive warm treasured memories). Akin to significance my eldest sister felt toward her “Willies” – (totally tub......Read the rest...

...Once there was a time when I used to be the starred message of your folder. Now what I become is an ignored spam message residing in the furthest corner. What awaits in the future is that you woul......Read the rest...

...limp roses blue boots, vinyl, knee length hair extensions braided like sun-rings pleasure knick knacks perfume bottles lacey things that hug the bodice under garments, lipstick......Read the rest...

...Martyrs sacrifice for love amidst hateful norm A madness and weakness to keep someone warm Great words are writ but the gal made them an act Now Bill the homeless vet’s a permanent fact It was ......Read the rest...