Tumbleweed Poems - Poems about Tumbleweed

Tumbleweeds don’t have money. Nothing between those desolate branches. They are well rounded. Tumbling around and reaching a toll road. Passing right through without paying. Not having money follows most of us around and around. As we crawl around this life. Unless you can bounce so you can’t be caught easily. And you can’t help...

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wind-swept tumbleweed rolling through baron plains hope clings to dry roots...

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Another tumbleweed has blown across the kitchen I find it amusing and be damned, but I'm not bitttchin' She's proven what she really is in her way of thinking but I'll just laugh it off, and to my friends, I'm winking ...

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Suck off Ted’s teaching grandma to suck eggs “Don’t patronise me lad,” she begs "It’s a job I can do SO much better than you Just scarper on your asses legs!" Gran whispers words I won’t repeat Ted’s blushes as red as a beet She is so worldly wise And it is no surprise This jackass won’t usurp her seat! ...

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Getting tired of having to repost this title. Another one... blowin' in the wind....

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Yep, another voice cries for attention. It's the mark of sarcasm. A chasm that's not of my concern ...

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My response to something posted today. So ludicrous that instead of taking it seriously, or insulting, I laughed… out loud. I even faved it!!! Eye roll, Dilly?...

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Quote: “Artist by nature, actor by instinct, poet by accident, and vagabond by choice”. --Don Blinding I am a vagabond of heart, destined to roam, My wandering soul finds solace far from home. On urban trails, my footsteps stray, And there, my friend, the tumbleweed, holds sway. Together, we tumble, roll, and meander,...

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Life as though a tumbleweed fragile and frail Life as though a tumbleweed a terrible trek from A to B Life as though a tumbleweed full of loneliness confounding Life as though a tumbleweed two together but only till the wind shifts Life...

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The sun is setting in the west While crowned in gold, the eastern crest Stands sentry in its scrubs and sighs Offering its sage advice A single lizard darts about Driven forth by searing drought Towards healing waters beckoning Seeking Horeb’s rocky spring Among the endless rocks and weeds Between regrets and sinful deeds Above, a pale blue sky so clear Who knew that Heaven was...

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I offered up my wings several times to lift you over raging ego licked fires but you chose to be a tumbleweed in a dusty ghost town called your life.. Everything I've loved you swept away frolicked in the shadows of my mind and for years that's where you played... I've placed the wings back where they belong sewed silky notes...

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So much depends upon. The tumbleweed. Delicate and lonely. The tumbleweed. Lonesome and dead. The tumbleweed. Sanded and lifeless. The tumbleweed. We can restore. The tumbleweed....

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off goes loose aged moss nomad of sprawling bandlands ~ carried by the wind Date written: 01/31/2021...

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Johnny spent all his time hustling Finally found himself in the lap of luxury All the cash he had Was so damn comforting That somehow the clown Had begun to think That there was nothing he Could do That could bring him back to That struggle he, Knew well But not well enought to keep It all from crumbling He'd forgotton about all the stuff That he Did That ...

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Tumbleweed (My Life B. C.) By: Tom Wright 11/06/2006 I was drifting through life resembling tumbleweed Encountering life’s challenges at each unseen bend. I was just tumbling along paying things little heed Propulsion was provided by the days prevailing wind My vision had become clouded and I had a misplaced trust Then my thoughts became consumed by things past tense. My armor, while never shiny,...

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