Workroom Poems - Poems about Workroom

...Which is trickier, slipping or sliding? The ice out there is a hard quarter inch. Which is riskier, gripping or gliding? I'm digging down deep in the workroom bench; I remember they are ......Read the rest...

...Her father was a gardener his shoes were never clean They were always brown and dirty…which helped his thumbs stay green. She remembers watching him with his plants…she remembers being amused So......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time, there lived a boy called Simon. He was an ordinary boy who did what ordinary nine year old boys do: collecting bugs and putting them in jars, speaking to imaginary friends, ridin......Read the rest...

...Dad gave me my first wood baseball bat an Eddie Mathews signature model, 28 inches long when I was 10 or 11 ('66 or '67) shortly after he got me my first lefty glove (I still have it, so small......Read the rest...

...Home to President Woodrow Wilson Ivy scaled Monmouth’s outer walls Laughter of youth from decades past Resonated in marble-floored halls The theater building was set apart Further down Cedar A......Read the rest...

...Hear the challenge; make a sketch. Take a trip to Mood. In the workroom, get a taste Of someone’s attitude. Drape your garment; start to stitch. Wait for Tim’s advice. Get those seams and zippers st......Read the rest...

...In the Forest, I stood straight and tall; King of all I did survey; Achoring soil;cleansing air;giving shade; And doing other good works every day. Ho! Yonder comes the Woodworker! Now He has ......Read the rest...

...I have found something Greater, stronger than democracy Making every person An equal player in the game of life I have found that, that Wields control where incursion has never made Beaming whi......Read the rest...

...I relize this may not be the sort of thing people on here want to read, but i doubt anything i write is. soo this is about what they called large boxes where i work. have fun. Master Crates Ris......Read the rest...