Mud Poems - Poems about Mud

... I come here often, stop, and from the river bank, watch the ribs of an old wreck break through the surface on an ebbing tide. After all this time it still seems to crave for breath, to air ......Read the rest...

...Yeah I am still here Stuck Cuffed In place By golden shackles I wallow In mud And eat dust Suffer The hollow men Do it For a dream Or is it All just a dream Days just meld Welded toge......Read the rest...

... "The Lux" we entered The Club danced our way along lines trialled sentences all written towards Light the Dark called us all in we thought we were like laureates......Read the rest...

...Heading towards the tall trees in the distance I start to have a feeling in the pit of my stomach It’s a feeling I couldn't seem to ignore…hunger So I headed to the ground to rectify this I swo......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...

...Existence, herein, is like water in an earthen pot. A grit on the problem is enough to bring it to naught. The water in it is cool and as clear as a crystal. Though physically brittle, both within......Read the rest...

...Dear guys,size and weight doesn't really matter, A small mouse can make a hole in a mighty mountain, Success is the result of hard......Read the rest...

...The streams of chameleon cultures are wrapped in an unending charade of peace, love and warmth. How I wish we were truly free indeed, not just from the invaders. Free from ourselves, our b......Read the rest...

... Sand only looked to alight, find some alone-time in the muck no fuss was meant, it is only a space as big as a grain taken, escaping its identical brethren of billions on the sea floor. Oyst......Read the rest...

...Like a welcome Summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you. —Langston Hughes RAINING IN SUMMER The little teapot leaned over, steam pours out......Read the rest...

... Kapow! Here’s mud in your face! Poetasting rhymes, rhythms and nuclear waste. Playing in mud pits, kitchens and certainly laced Everyting that’s made . . . in this mysterious place. Prob......Read the rest...

... Now this is my definition of love It's much like wrestling in the mud You get down and dirty And say things quite flirty Then it all comes together with a thud You scream bloody mu......Read the rest...

...Mud pies Puddles just for jumping in City rain ......Read the rest...

...Summer rain Sidewalk chalkboard eraser Nature’s dust mop Gutter gurgling street cleaner Cold tickles soaking a smile Awakener of worms No hands car wash Childhood puddle dreams Umbrella sales......Read the rest...

...Outside it has started to rain Sitting in my porch I watch, The elements mix and mingle Kneading the pulverized dust The drizzle has gained a sudden might And now it r......Read the rest...