Rust Poems - Poems about Rust

October Rust Creepy Creatures. Rise from the dark in fear. Creepy old trees. Candle lights dancing you can see. The night is still. Nightmares are real. It’s an open grave. A tombstone carved out in your name. Haunted by night. Owl’s stay up late in...Read the rest...

to free this specter from its host caught in a body like bear trap a house made of arms that can't let go my hearth’s flame is selfish, unwilling to part with smoke without separation i will choke at the memory...Read the rest...

Listen to your heart think with your mind before you think you're apart. Walk through the fields, get out from the dust be covered behind the shields, make sure you don't have any rust. Wake up free of concerns, take your soul...Read the rest...

In the rust belt loss of work is felt as industries went overseas.. Bill's, Jane's and Bob's now pining for jobs to support their families needs. Good jobs are such a rarity and people here don't want charity, so send...Read the rest...

RUST I am iron and so strong An age named after me From ore I am extracted Forged then beaten hard Melted and well tempered Into long bladed weapons Or more mundane items Claiming a successful role In mankind’s development Used in major construction Bridges, chains...Read the rest...

How many men can you trust And over time it won’t rust: In their presence drop money And nothing of the funny? Mention a killer disease And they won’t the stuff release: From them ask and receive loan And they would leave...Read the rest...

A pirate sailed into the Spanish bay his luck just kept getting better that day “My sword has rusted I need it dusted.” Aurora, the young barmaid, shouted “Ole!”...Read the rest...

There are many avenues pursue what you love. And from many to choose consider that a plus. On your path through Do as you must. Form your own views and pursue those you love. Thus, most anything is Better than Rust....Read the rest...

Sun-Dried Rain David J Walker Following the path of Southwest winds Carving canyons Starving clouds and land alike Making sand of topsoil As pilgrims pray for rain staking a claim in blowing dust In bilingual refrains of long missed moisture...Read the rest...

She came dressed in the finest of green To tell the story of a mighty Queen Who once lived in the hills and vales Of a distant land; Where robust rivers once flowed And game was plenty. Where children once Played...Read the rest...

Damp campfires burn mouse bones, their sooty ghosts flavor the tattered. The trees that don't turn, stay hung on a scaffold drab and dreaming. Grey ribbons hang from pall-bearing branches. Smoky hollows wallow, leafage languor’s in the smolder, colors run in the reek. The earth hugs...Read the rest...

Silence adopts calm noise stupid as it is yells produces further blare...Read the rest...

I cannot worry about 2082, or even 2032, I cannot figure out in 2021 what I can do To make the changes this old world needs How to overcome humanity’s foul deeds. I’d like to make the world a...Read the rest...

Tethered To the Llano Estacado David J Walker The red thicked dust Replaced the air we breathed With floating rust In shrouds bequeathed in The Earth’s crust Flying by Higher than the clouds Blocking out the sun It is the...Read the rest...

exercise not fun joints like machine craving grease ~ stamina asleep Date written: 08/04/2021...Read the rest...