Counters Poems - Poems about Counters

...THE NIGHT BEFORE Twas the night before Christmas Just after Yule, the winter solstice Two big events need no poultice Between these dates, an isthmus All stores had now finally closed Count......Read the rest...

... Like hard, dry toast, with no aroma, Poetry minus heart and soul, puts me in an endless coma! My brain short circuits, the longer the poem! I get a poetic seizure and my mind is......Read the rest...

... All I do is sleep, cook, clean, the rhythm of each day blurring into the next. Morning breaks and I’m on my feet, scrambling eggs, packing lunches, wiping counters and tears alike. I never......Read the rest...

...It was a whole other world No cellphones or tablets No text messages People gathered and talked The most popular places no longer exist Every afternoon and all weekends The place to be was the ......Read the rest...

...I could clean while I listen to TV I do not I could wipe the counters I do not I could sweep the floor I do not cleaning does not interest me I do not do things that are boring and redundant......Read the rest...

... Life is convoluted Coming across happiness and sorrow Love and betrayal ......Read the rest...

... When I was young I believed angels were shy content to remain in the shadows of the day and night happy to watch over and protect us while remaining out of sight Growing up in the Catholic Chu......Read the rest...

...MANHOOD V WOMANHOOD I use my favourite chat-up line as I join her at the bar, ”What’s a girl like you doing without a man like me?” She raises her eyes disdainfully, “That’s the......Read the rest...

... I. Fold, crease, unfold, sheets of paper thin as possibility, a crisp white plea to gravity. Forty-five times, a cosmic origami building bridges from table to the moon. The mind dreams, un......Read the rest...

...Be there the bight of a November drain turned off tattered ruffles blotted feign a ledged I removed and tender earlobes waif yonder spectral possession probe......Read the rest...

...In my possession Right here right now In the palm of my hand At the click of a button Simply tapping keys Institaneously a seemingly limitless And insurmountable stream of knowledge......Read the rest...

...Date: January 2046 8:45 am in the Damian Domaine Some are sleeping some are peeping What are we eating? Said Molly to Dolly. "What ever we can?" She replied While still sleepy eyed checki......Read the rest...

...Queue, in my nation, is a customary circumstance, Women, each day, stand in queues for municipal water; Young and old, before government ration stores, stand in trance, Youths, with diplomas, sta......Read the rest...

...empirical evidence - what supports or counters this proposition, or experimental procedure or admission... a body of facts that are true... fingerprints & footprints at a place admitted to... th......Read the rest...

...Church Supper She puts salt and pepper on tables covered in white paper from rolls. She always enjoys church suppers - special recipes from different kitchens. She can’t help as much as she us......Read the rest...