Workaday Poems - Poems about Workaday

...Maybe you’ve seen Janet she’s from another planet making all her regular stops at the local charity shops loves a second hand rail or two lives in the land of good as new to knock and shock the......

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...Young couple's modest apartment, no children yet, a crappy mid-size car, lottery scratch off ticket duds, grilled cheese and tater tots. Punching the clock, factory worker and diner waitress, ......

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... An admirer of nature, I used to be ‘til a storm felled my favorite tree Ever-optimistic, my always thoughts ‘til in my first real war I fought Laid-back and leisurely, I onc......

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... FOUR TENETS OF CREATIVITY PERCEPTION PARTURATION PUBLICATION PARTICIPATION INTRODUCTION This short eBook encompasses my experiences of the creative in both art......

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...If my usual wasn't so ordinary And didn't span great feats of generic It may just be shy of extraordinary A mediocrity so bland I'm hysteric Enormity in normalcy's highest gear Worked out so ......

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...In the heat we burn for Pepsi dangle feet from crick docks Traipse with garage ice to cheap motels, watch a tv that's chained to a wall, go home thinner then we came. Poor possessions, pay-ch......

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...I speak of the breast best, mother Mary and her voiceless love. My pillow-talk told to doves and divas. And my voice sounds in the whale bone, in the thunder of workaday ants in their Brooklyn......

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...It took some time, but eventually the denim (after much scrubbing) of my workaday soul cleaned-up as if stone washed. Valuable lessons were tucked into new pockets, the clucking hens of a n......

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...Words,verbs,adjectives,aimless,past times made present, amalgams of verse unshaped,until imagination's birth bursts from the spring of my maturity to awake,arise as ideas and fly free on imagination'......

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...Here’s to those who, late in life, Might cultivate a skill, A goal which, years ago, they never Thought they could fulfill. It might be blowing glass Or playing chess or learning French Or an......

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...Brexit Sonnet No. 41 ‘Austria, not Australia!’ I’m Mad to the Max, brimmed full with deep disgust. So who’s on the bike and who’s in the car with the grunt? Who’s the guy that is good, is i......

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...The fault lies within ourselves” The tearing down of a person A breaking of the Spirit The ruining of self Infliction by other person’s words Growing up among the abandoned buildings Once thriv......

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...The morning sun just rising, glaring; a damp, colder, workaday street ... fallen leaves scattered, Halloween mere days away: Suddenly: Startled by the workman: A stray, jet-black ca......

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...Love Along the Lake Along the lake, Gentle water lapping Twinkling white caps splashing, Duck wings flapping; In a brilliant sunset strolling, Arm in arm a workaday away; The trill of laught......

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...Seemingly some kind of Message to All and sundry about: The colossal crimson sun imperceptibly sinks over the horizon, Sinks beyond the road here, over the park in the Debilitating, gritt......

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