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Wastepaper Poems - Poems about Wastepaper

Ugly Plastic Fern

...Doctor’s office
The fern in the corner is plastic
They couldn’t afford silk?
There is nothing refreshing about it

There is a candy jar
The old guy has been up there six times
I know because h...

Categories: wastepaper, satire,
Form: Free verse

Waiting to feel

...

Drenched in the downpour
of past tense emotions,
seeing the future
is part of the dream

Lost in the middle,
the leftover mentions,
chasing the wind
with a full head of steam

W...

Categories: wastepaper, feelings,
Form: Rhyme

The Writer

...I evacuate
sitting on a throne
of waste…

till something live
emerges – taking
inspiration, wherever 
it comes from…

the writer strains

filling bowls

and wastepaper baskets

inspira...

Categories: wastepaper, humorous, imagination, inspirational, introspection,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Passing Days of Mid-Age- Rivers of Unspoken Grief

...The faded afterglow of a life passing through mid-age is also wrapped with an expected pattern of probable uncertainties. The moments that can ignite true spark, are not numerous, neither are those a...

Categories: wastepaper, love,
Form: Prose Poetry

Waterproofing

...Wearisome weatherman
     Wears watertight wedgies
          With wide well-worn webbing
               When wading wherever
                    Warming water washes
                         Wat...

Categories: wastepaper, humor, water,
Form: Verse

Magazines Are Holding Us Hostage

...Magazines have captured us and taken us hostage. We were easy.
Not realizing how fast they multiply.  We are up in our knees in them now.
They must have litters overnight, maybe in the daytime also...

Categories: wastepaper, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Light Verse

A Tree Story

...Oh wow. Oh look. Over there. A fish tank is jumping through a hoop. Now that is a sight. How rather remarkable and just how agile. Wish I was young said the ancient log. But all I do is sit here in t...

Categories: wastepaper, adventure, africa, america, appreciation,
Form: I do not know?

Pig Not Pie

...A barrel of oink is a snout snaffling. Order of pig sect of oink. In a pink summersaulting cartwheeling ham chunk. Wee wee weeeee. Rolling. Hilltop. Hollybush road. Rhododendron. Raid bit trade. Road...

Categories: wastepaper, adventure, anniversary, appreciation,
Form: I do not know?

Typewriter

...Pumped

Reams of paper sit upon my desk accordioned untidily, dimpled where the cat stood or sat too long. The wastepaper basket was full of crumbled balls, reflecting the topography of the Nepali  a...

Categories: wastepaper, nostalgia, writing,
Form: Prose Poetry

The Writer

...The book lies open
discarded notes
framing the corner

your room so quaint
pictures hang
askew!
 
You carefully smile
avoiding
guarding

You have learned to guard

a wastepaper basket
full of nothing...

Categories: wastepaper, life,
Form: Free verse

Writer's Block

...Blank sheet. Empty head.
Ideas not forthcoming.
Wastepaper bin full
...

Categories: wastepaper, work,
Form: Haiku