Hobbles Poems - Poems about Hobbles

...Time to be respectable I live in two homes in my mind I’m both Frida and Diego Like me, they lived in Twin Houses The tortured me lives in the blue one The elephant in the red and white ......Read the rest...

...his face has deep crevices like the grand canyon I wonder how many ideas dwell in their recesses blue eyes are alert, I can see his youth in their shine he turns the second he meets my eyes per......Read the rest...

...Excursions, picnics, get-togethers, ballgames An exhausted father slumps into his favorite armchair, leans back -- Ah, the pot of gold at the end of ‘his special day’ …Dad hobbles outside – ......Read the rest...

...At the curb Without its mother Rusty creature Up to your knee New born from the wild Of unwanted chances Hobbles on training wheels Pink-perked handlebar ears Hand written sign FREE Danglin......Read the rest...

...There was a little Nubian; The kids just called her Split. Banana was her mama, and She looked like her a bit. One day Split caught a nasty bug, A mean old parasite. It nearly took the poor g......Read the rest...

...My old gran had an ice cream van And a bright green cape and a madcap plan She’s out to save her fellow man And with her walking frame, she can Each night she prowls the felon’s range Disturbi......Read the rest...

.... for public domain Her changes, swift as Bluebirds fly, her ranges, lift notes low and high, and yet she hobbles on the ground, anchored low, like Prometheus bound. The gods hold stealing n......Read the rest...

...Toddler wanders With unsteadiness, Then darts and dashes Tripping over less. Skipping and hopping Jumping on one foot, Strutting, parading All to whom will look. Pacing to and fro Trekking ......Read the rest...

...Of times to come How sad it feels to see age struggle past, It shuffles, slowly pained by aches unknown Reminding me that soon the time must come When youth has from this vibrant body flown......Read the rest...

...Call me Africa, The land of the ancient chiefs That lie in ruins. Iam the sun-scorched plains And the roar of Mosi oa tunya. Iam the rolling hills And the lush green valleys Where rainclouds ......Read the rest...

...The sound of a piano playing a dirge lies in the air. It was the day before general quarantine measures were implemented by the Austrian government. That same night, for the first time in recent memo......Read the rest...

...Pretty girl slithers through the fields Bell around her neck swings out a cry Under the howling moon a warning In open fields of golden wheat asleep Before ......Read the rest...

...unfinished poems cramp me like a horse in his hobbles shaking from slumber they won't go away I hear them begging in the night like babies wanting more milk never satisfied like u......Read the rest...

...Kublia burrows into the snow eating it is he goes A hop, a skip, another sloppy lick Fun fun fun snow is such a kick Genghis peers out the door sniffs the air and wants no more This cold whit......Read the rest...

...The way he hobbles make you wince His eyes tearing up with each lurch forward As he grinds out his daily two-block marathon There he goes now, the luckiest man on Earth Gingerly, deliberatel......Read the rest...