Back It Up Poems - Poems about Back It Up

...A patriotic bunting, hanging from a porch, black lines of a Model-T, back when we liked Ford, porcelain sign from the 30s, somehow ad and art, the fun and fear we got from tossing a lawn dart. Ri......Read the rest...

...I have made my decisions in this life I'm living. Put forth my best to bring you happiness, but I'm still giving. I watch my family regather, Sharing moments of joy and laughter. I too am pursui......Read the rest...

...'' Warning, the dangerous activity specified in this song, is not endorsed by Poetry Soup or this poet. Read at your own risk, and it is not advised to emulate such activity either at home or with yo......Read the rest...

...The doors remain firmly shut Until you leave behind everything you knew. Whoa, calm down loneliness, I've been kind to all I've seen. It's their choice if I'm left unanswered. Doesn't fix the ......Read the rest...

...I'm facing the mirror My mind is racing a million miles a minute My reflection is looking back at me But she isn't me.... Her hair is no longer blonde Her eyes have lost their shine Her sk......Read the rest...

...Going Home 1. We gathered all the kids next door to go to Thompson's field and play. School was out and the sun was too, We could stay till daylight fades. But when Jess hit Johnny with his o......Read the rest...

... Phonetically that’s what my name means in Japanese, I’ve been told. My name has a synonym. My name is in the Bible. Maybe one day, folks will say, “Holy Ben!” My mentor also ......Read the rest...

...My head was in a daze, I'd been down here for days. All in the name of love, you'd scream, so I let it happen to me. My skin is like fondant, you'd peel it back. I winced and whined, But didn......Read the rest...

...I (Samson wannabe) feel aghast at latest turn of events regarding Gaza Omnipresent grief and horror abounds toward ceaseless killing fields impossible mission for me to summon forth fading magi......Read the rest...

...This is my favorite place. They have the best musical taste. And more than that- Outside is a cat. They give him a bowl of water. This is my writing fodder. “A Poet’s Crush.” I act in a rush. ......Read the rest...

...Hit me again this game is rigged tell that fat guy with the fat suitcase to bring my money back don’t you dare try to put my money to sleep again I’m awake my money is awakened as well ......Read the rest...

...Out  of time I wanted to be on the gloom outside time puncture a hole in physical, crawled through Was met with grey stillness a sewer of spent time  Also, the time that happened, yet Also, l......Read the rest...

......We are magnolia'd memories, we are the four, and there are no words to salve what we saw. Now paint-petals flake and snowdrift the floor and spiderweb doilies soak up the soiling. We saw two s......Read the rest...

...,,Mia, you wanna stand towards michael for a short minute? Just in case so he doesn't fall" A normal day like every other in school, today we needed to wash the windows. ,,Oh, sure!" I ran towards......Read the rest...

... Kleinkoph’s* quick to brag he’s a patriot (and gets fighting mad to learn if you’re not!) For if you’re not American as he is you’re either a foreigner or a communist. As for rights and fr......Read the rest...