Skirt Poems - Poems about Skirt

...Love is a catastrophe, a bittersweet madness, a wild affliction that invades your soul, Disturbs your peace, devastates your routine, transforming you into a shadow of what you once were, Each mome......Read the rest...

...The window opened I welcomed in Skirt someone's trying to predetermine Blessedly blessed new day we will press Onto our intended recipient purpose To walk in the blessings of my blessedn......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...

...Having a neighbourhood is not the best to be honest. I read the book of brotherhood of the rose on the bench. My eyes were itching, Falling close, often times. I haven't slept days. My bag was f......Read the rest...

... Some people are devious They skirt around the truth But never actually say what they mean I'm assuming because of an ulterior motive Or it's a lack of understanding I would hope it's......Read the rest...

... Authors Quote: "Trust in His power" he said, I was lost like doubting Thomas displaced in a moment of doubt and erased from all of certainty Questions unanswered for so long plagued......Read the rest...

...Every day, I say it deep in my mind, when I choose an answer in world. It is like playing a game. Always having multiple options, but you can only choose one. But you have the abiltiy, to choose......Read the rest...

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......Read the rest...

...I love my body but when I'm flaunting it I'm a ****. I love my body but when my shirt is cut too low I'm asking for it. I love my body but if my clothes are to tight I'm inappropriate. I love ......Read the rest...

...The canvas shoes in Kinshasa Once when the time was right A sweet girl had her picture taken because she was seven years old and in her mind, almost a grown-up Dressed in a white blouse and sk......Read the rest...

...I lay bare on the burden of time, scraping away the residue that is stuck on my mind, the fear of yesterday had gone away and I am on my way to start a brand day. My vision is clear, my mind is st......Read the rest...

...In a long red skirt, with a great big smile, Our young senorita danced, Doing all the moves in Flamenco style, For third graders, quite advanced. Though we watched on screen, it was pure deligh......Read the rest...

...Contrast of cupcakes decorated with vanilla frosting and Spring flowers. A New York City girl - I say girl, she’s eighty-five, yet she swivels those hips; and her lips are flaming cherub swor......Read the rest...

...Ask me about me and I will tell you about me, ask me about me and I will satisfy your curiosity. You walk around the entire town looking for where destiny is bound, digging up the dirt and lifting up......Read the rest...

...Children's Poems VII These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Sailing to My Grandfather, for Georg......Read the rest...