Snap Poems - Poems about Snap

...The picture faded like the past she made. Embers crumbled in the flames. Smoke curled above the empty photograph in a smoldering state She grasped for the present but the flames burned her thoughts ......Read the rest...

...Roses say smile always Matters not who gets them Snap not rose from the stem Home offers cheer always.......Read the rest...

... The Charcoal Man; Part Two She went as silent as a night with petrified crickets. It blinked. Then before any of us could comprehend what was going on it swiftly grabbed her by the arm and pulle......Read the rest...

...I rock in this outdoor cheap chair Its cushion foam like ice cream Half-eaten by the winter mice in storage I don’t mind Don’t need a full seat to see before me The drop off on Torch Lake I......Read the rest...

...Summertime, summertime And homemade vegetable soup This is no place for fruity loops Only foods from the garden that rhyme Oh! Give us soup in the summertime One writes tomatoes, a......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...

...Yesterday, I stroked a horse: I ran my hand along his back And watched his every muscle twitch, So sensitive—what a proud and Ceremonious beast. He held his head Lightly—comfortable, with no f......Read the rest...

...Get in your room now,” as daddy fashioned a gun. Mom grabbed me and her facial expression was undone, something must be wrong, I ask she looked at me and welts started to run, down we hunkered ......Read the rest...

...Replacing old things for so many’s a snap. An upgrade, to them, is a breeze; But I get bogged down in a kind of a trap - Any change brings me down to my knees. If it works, I can live with it, ......Read the rest...

...Last night I was human. I was my "normal" self. Somehow, I've shrunk by five-foot-one! Now I'm a mouse upon a shelf. My heart sinks as I look down Upon the cat that was my friend. No purrs. M......Read the rest...

... In the dim-lit alley of the soul's bazaar, Were jazz and jive spill from ajar, We tap our feet, snap fingers, under stars, And speak in verses, raw and without pause. The city breathes, a liv......Read the rest...

...sat one night back in the fifties... on a window sill and watched... hurricane hazel snap a large tree... across the road in the morning... we walked about a hundred yards... on the......Read the rest...

...Without further interruption a game, riddle. Abyssal void manifests a skeleton and a cloak, he has a sickle but is no reaper, plays cards instead. Dealt in a kraken with all sevens, four on ......Read the rest...

... A lovely day, the eighth of May, with sunshine and light breeze You could not tell, that all’s not well and we felt safe at ease A little blip, a video clip, showed damage way out we......Read the rest...

...Unlike the model T Ford They come in both black and brown And also unlike model T It’s brown that is getting me down But what I refer to is no early car And it isn’t a cute little mouse It’s......Read the rest...