Box Poems - Poems about Box

...You're scaring me with those size 18 purple leather shoes, swinging your rustic elbows to the beat of the Juke box, to the crunch sound of French fries here at Lenny's Grill, all the while a ......Read the rest...

...arrogation  August night, drowning in my sweat, an ugly word I will not use again A sudden gush of cooling air, the curtains  move like a ghost surprised in the armory of an English castle th......Read the rest...

... Today I learned about the good that is still in the world! I received a box from the company I ordered heartworm med They provided heartworm med for my dog Bella, for years I had ordered some......Read the rest...

...Money is always bouncing around. When I was a kid, smaller toys seemed more in reach. I never got a trampoline. I don’t think my parents would let me anyway… Until I turned 22, And a large box s......Read the rest...

...meet my muse Trixie. I want to draw. she wants to play in the Thesaurus. Trixie is a freebooter, marauder, pirate, she plans to win. I sketch a monkey, elephant and acrobat. I am in circus mod......Read the rest...

... Poetry Soup is fun to make, just follow this easy recipe. First take a huge pot, the internet. Next add a cup of creativity, with a cup of imagination. Add four quarts of red ink, li......Read the rest...

.... i mean who'z count'n anywho the count az much az the deed ......Read the rest...

..."over the waters blue the night winds sigh, the breakers roar" ... Samual Taylor Coleridge Over the waters blue I love to sail, many times I get to see a big whale. Some nights t......Read the rest...

... Growing up, I was the runt of the litter. My siblings called me Cute, because I was the youngest one. It was very hard growing up as a little mouse, gray with tiny white spots. I saw ......Read the rest...

... A vacation was needed, off on a cruise we were treated. Great cabin, food, parties and shows, now in a chair with a book about a rose. The seas got really rough, off the desk went our ......Read the rest...

...Flamboyant swashes; flaming crimson, could be my face, as the flyswatter-hand could impress such lettering upon my cheek. so I severed the crescent-angel of my imagination, dashed my dreamy curs......Read the rest...

...I haven't the heart to tell her, and love takes many forms, so who am I to judge, and who would I be, if I ripped it away? so I'll wait, until she gets bored, or the box disintegrates. ......Read the rest...

...Part of my soul severed by their ruthless oppression, demoralization and exploitation of a frightened and abandoned child. Part of me drowning in detrimental sorrow as a 10 yr. old coerced by the ......Read the rest...

... Quote By Poet: "I like to bring my imagination out in writing so you can bring your imagination out in reading." Books call my name, the bookstores are not to blame. Writing books and ......Read the rest...

...They handed it to me The heavy green wool jacket Circa 1918 Found safe in an attic In its pockets “dogtags” Shoe buckles And a small bracelet Etched…NELLIE. He had come home He would ......Read the rest...