Trot Poems - Poems about Trot

... I’d never seen a Fox Trot nor a Jittery Bug Though whenever I’d Twist in agony I’d Shout But when a Hully became a Gully and Monsters like Potatoes were Mashed ......Read the rest...

...I swore I’d never let myself get old That time and I would always be good friends It’s all just attitude is what I’m told Well, tell that to my broke back as it bends ......Read the rest...

...Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism Psyche wracked with agony impossible mission to extricate lovely bones they wanna remain permanently abed. I chiefly function to amass knowled......Read the rest...

...Tying to decide Feelings I hide I have a hard time here inside These fellows are old They are always cold I try to keep myself calm On my nerves they are not the balm But they need help so I s......Read the rest...

... She sewed all day and she sewed all night then gave her daughter a red cape, some bread and a brave warning, "Grandma needs you so remember, don't dilly dally in the forest Ruby. Wolves are sniff......Read the rest...

...Hush o'er azure stone ridge, hypnotic wax moon dash, wispy crescent rustle from, a piebald furry deer, nocturnal stealth enshrouded, silver tint antler scoops, limp orange leaf detritus, cano......Read the rest...

...Jack and Jill went up the hill To have a romp together In their hearts they felt the thrill Of a wild roll in the heather Up jumped Jill with voice so shrill Oh Jack,Oh Jack , forgive me ,de......Read the rest...

.... "jamessss annyeong jamessss" and with palatal hern click mine cluck recognized "hello nabi" az mine thankful ......Read the rest...

...My Body Explained in Metaphor My Life is an ever-changing hill. I stagger up foot over foot And hand over hand If I’m lucky occasionally I trot down My eyes are two cameras They focus on wh......Read the rest...

...Kato was a mutt-product:- breeding run amok No purity meant the pound of death-induction Only his adoption saved him from that inferno turning life into moments full of simply-perfect: Each su......Read the rest...

... Summertime, summertime, summertime bop Come why not to the summertime hop Movin’ n’ groovin’ dancers everywhere Wearing flowers in their hair. Summertime, summertime, summertime bop ......Read the rest...

...artic somersaults 11-30-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ artic somersaults arctic colors bluster gossamer rainbow ripples ~ northern lights fanfare ......Read the rest...

...I can’t fake what I don’t believe Can’t rejoice when I need to grieve Won’t stick by what I’d rather leave Like a past not keepin’ hidden A cover is not the same as the song A killer shouldn’t......Read the rest...

...Flakes, like a lady’s gloves, gently pulled off finger by finger, one by one, laid upon her lap. The lay of land, it’s lap of snowy-white glows in the velvety twilight of Winter’s......Read the rest...

...Harriet Harris née Kuritsky circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 (untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935) I trot out a poem acknowledging birthday of dear ole mom, who s......Read the rest...