Elmwood Poems - Poems about Elmwood

...Wish I made a wish for Elmwood Airport hangers to store official notification of facts, and, to store liquor with a raw egg base. ......Read the rest...

...Building There’s a building in Elmwood made of ado; antagonism and hostility; everything appearing accidently; and everything spoiled because of added in poor quality. ......Read the rest...

...Two-Storey House One’s two-storey house on Oak Street in Elmwood appeared after a very rude and unpleasant conjurer carried out a magic trick. ......Read the rest...

...Thenar Muscles I have acres of spare thenar muscles stored in middle-class Elmwood Reserve. ......Read the rest...

... On the outskirts of a long-abandoned country town beyond the crumbling headstones and elmwood trees is mounted a dark dismal figure of what used to be a scarecrow whose limbs flail in Autumn's b......Read the rest...

...Snot Man Blue There was no skin and hair on his lower and upper big round torso. Instead, there was thick and blue snot. Some would go, ‘Oh what a distracting gross sideshow!’ ‘Well, at le......Read the rest...

...Mannequin Man Very sadly, a cleaner in Kerry & Peter Department Store in Elmwood Mall, that asleep Mannequin Man displayed clothes in, remembered he was half man hours after she’d stuffe......Read the rest...

...THE WOMAN WHO COULD EAT WOOD Who defied science? The Woman Who Could Eat Wood had. How and why at first no doctor could say to her mom and dad. Years later the doctors had discovered tha......Read the rest...

...The Woman Who Could Change Colour Morning, noon, and night she could change colour though with remorse. Did that mean she was special or just have really bad luck? Well, the latter of course! ......Read the rest...

... December 03, 2023 ___________________________________________ Dissipating drowsiness In the elmwood of the mind Eras and realities collide Having body crawl In the gl......Read the rest...

...Untroubled Dwelling Place...... So blessed by all its peaceful walls. They do not speak nonsense either, do they? Yet,we never, thank them, come what may. What about your lovely home? The ......Read the rest...

... Riding tricycles and swimming. Bicycling madly on Chicago streets. Ah, dear Lord, life was deliciously sweet! Christmas time glowed in Elmwood Park. That huge white flocked tree. We ......Read the rest...

... A Young Poetess and Her Christmas A~ Ah, the angelic aromas! B~ We, thinking of the Babe, born today. C~ That scent of candlelit, candy canes. D~ Those dashing, December decor......Read the rest...

...Coaxed to Grow Oh, how wonderfully innocent and juvenile, 'twas for me. You, scooting surreptitiously. closer and closer to me. Like a soft, gentle caterpillar, slithering and smiling, M......Read the rest...

... So well loved by their children. Our life coaches in how to play this intricate game of life. Cleverly guiding us on this highway with directions. Remember your Dad teaching you to ride......Read the rest...