Boring Poems - Poems about Boring

...Feeling romantic; in this seat of seventeen stories This far up, I plainly see the wind beneath the bushes and trees So tell me, Angel, in front of me, is this your view of our glories? Did this e......Read the rest...

...Uh-oh the upsy-downsy-queen is on a tear Her flowered skirt is blowing in the northern air Standing on an oak limb, on maniacal cousin’s dare She forces a regal decree into a queen’s avid declare.......Read the rest...

...He’s the same, as usual What a boring man Utterly delusional Is his far-fetched plan Sitting in the arm chair With his eyes shut Doesn’t seem he’s there Where his body’s at Would you like to ......Read the rest...

... Just Clouds They seem just ordinary fill for a background, a fuzzy white or gray that doesn't grab the eye and distract from the more deserving stuff like trees, sweeping ocean views and mo......Read the rest...

...Toys are kids best friend They play until too boring Each day not he missed.......Read the rest...

...Try my best to keep you interested in me I'm quite boring seems your ignoring But I noticed that silly grin Tell me what you're thinking all those secrets you've been keeping while you're in......Read the rest...

...Everything is best When you're in the family Nothing too boring.......Read the rest...

...Tumble the marble blue and green, quarter and three read hue manatee, tea wistfully crusted in the wind blow. Apple cherry and pineapple, all good, delicious and decadent in flavor sips, caref......Read the rest...

...In Caren’s dream house there will be no rules. No symmetry, no boring colors, no angry fools. Everything will be cutesy, petootsie, batootsie and a mess. There will be no reasons to overdress or b......Read the rest...

...In Caren’s dream house there will be no rules. No symmetry, no boring colors, no angry fools. Everything will be cutesy, petootsie, batootsie and a mess. There will be no reasons to overdress or b......Read the rest...

...I can't write down my fantasy football team Or perhaps I could Somehow dividing my traits into useful players My over confident exuberance - striker Neurotic overthinker - goalie Quick thinking......Read the rest...

...A day In The life. Tomorrow, I’ll have the perfect day. I’ll wake and keep quiet. I won’t find fault or moan, as soon as my eyes open. I’ll make it to lunch, Thinking before I speak. Listen......Read the rest...

...At the wake of their economic turmoil Destitute sailors with battered ships Set sails to seek fields of greener pastures Aided by Indian Ocean winds, they drifted north Welcomed with open hands a......Read the rest...

...Enchants, “Dors, mon amour,” night of romance. Long ago, he crooned, put hearts in a trance. André Claveau, nearing fifty years old, effulgence of French lips, Eurovision’s gold. Some audienc......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Madam! rhymes I defy, for they displease my eye. With ‘wow’ I wildly converse ‘I’m Ava,’ I write free verse in words alas dr......Read the rest...