Dirt Poems - Poems about Dirt

...The hole The hole I feel every year Mother’s Day and Father’s Day Celebration for your off spring The hole that no one can take Each year the hole grows I want to call you up on the phone Tel......Read the rest...

...Everyone’s Savior I have been everyone’s savior Becoming their stepping stones To get out of the deep dark hole While they walk out struggle to get up on my own Cover in their dirt and muck ......Read the rest...

... Dirt under my nails grass stains on my overalls— Flowers on my mind ......Read the rest...

...,,Would you rescue someone who would get hit by a train?" ,,yes" ,,then you are just overly stupid." ,,And why?" ,,because you would get hit too" ,,And?" ,,What And? Are you crazy? It doesn't m......Read the rest...

...A body cold as stone Organic flesh statue All the warmth is gone Your breath cannot catch you Milky white filmy veil Where once reflected light Lively limbs now they fail No soul seen in your ......Read the rest...

...I watched a dog sweep across the land where no man stands: So delicate in his every step. He manoeuvred across it With very little fault, and he didn’t worry for the mud That clung his feet like a......Read the rest...

...A strand of pearls not tied with knots; we’re held together — just a thread. At times like sticky spider silk and other times a weakened string that aches and breaks and throws our pearls acros......Read the rest...

...I walked along the corridors of time staring at reality in front of me and the vision of the night with loose bolts flickering in the sky shaped my unknown destiny. I felt courage moving up my spi......Read the rest...

...hold on to your misery it will work after it i need you to be bold and stronger than ever i never talked at first they come with hopes that i might talk about sports or barbies with gossips ......Read the rest...

... (Kafkaesque) This is a Franz Kafka style poem All ill manner of men dances at the bottom of my flowing skirt, A circus of vultures aiming high, playing solitude in the dirt, Trumpeting flame......Read the rest...

...What wonders awaits you out there, the world is bright without fear, the morning and the evening will become one and the heavens will sing a wonderful song. The birds will play the flute and the v......Read the rest...

...Gravity is the enemy… It holds me down. It keeps my soul from flying, knocks me to the ground. And struggling against the force will only hurt And yet I cannot stay here, face down in the dirt. ......Read the rest...

...I’m moving down a forest trail, wooden canyon on my right side, above, on thermals, raptors glide, always inspires without fail. I hear a rustle before me, and wonder just who that could be? ......Read the rest...

...Tons and tons of dirt Only to find grams of gold Miner's apple eye.......Read the rest...

...If I should exchange my soul, would you be with me before I grow old? If I should exchange my soul would you accompany me to Mount Fuji to see the ecstatic talked about scenery? If I should exchan......Read the rest...