Mobile Home Poems - Poems about Mobile Home

...Down that back road that heads out of town across the railroad tracks past the water treatment plant in a mobile home park where howling dogs are hooked with logging chains to blue plastic......

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...Born in a trailer Not a mobile home Not classy Lived her life behind a junk yard fence With fighting parents Both of them angry addicts Decides she will become rich and famous No help and ......

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...I'm retired and live in a small, mobile home, about 5600 miles from the outskirts of Rome, about 7200 miles from the waters of the Ganges, and about 5100 miles from Machu Picchu, in the peaks of t......

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... As I walked around this rusted mobile home park on a cold December night, with unpaved roads and the usual strays nowhere in sight. I stopped to look up at the beautiful moonlight. It was......

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...We dream of rain... And the mystery of the gun We bold hold and driven apart Kill the king when lovers depart We dream of rain and the dark arts Upon an endless sea, across an infinite A’meric......

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...Calamities… assaulted by the Memorial Day tsunami drowned victims & floating cars-- appendix detonates during the Season of Hell haplessly hospitalized in the UT-Austin medical zoo Delusion of......

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... When I was a child, little Like the kitten and puppy Who lean on their grownup elders For food, shelter and affection I lived in a trailer Called a mobile home By some who don’t kn......

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...There was a guy with a wandering eye He walked around town with a big bow tie A colorful wardrobe It’s seen around the globe One day his ex decked him and said goodbye S......

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...I think of my brother's wedding at Pioneer Village many happy years ago My brother Tom wore a handsome tuxedo and his wife wore a beautiful bridal white gown. They arrived in an elegant carriage......

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...Everything the sun touches Is his domain. The broken pickup trucks, Trailers to broken to be habitable, Beer cans that rustles in the wind, like tumbleweeds in the desert The Diner, My mother wo......

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...Here's to dying, rueful eyes, beautiful but made to cry; to a mouth too choked to sing, and ears that can't hear anything. Here's to needles 'neath the skin, burning just to be on him; to th......

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...Humpty Dumpty had no yolk As oft implied to younger folk. This hatched idea in oviform Should never have become the norm. And so, before it is too late I mean to set the record straight. For ......

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...When we retired we were so inspired: To live free and rest from our labors. This mobile home park has lived up to the mark, But oh, goodness gracious, the neighbors. Jay the old peeper can snoo......

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...Hey,Miss cute little jumping spider; you are a skilled under leaf hider. Wow!The crown like eight tiny eyes! or you the princess in disguise? Hello, Mr. Handsome Hawk moth caterpillar; the col......

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...Prostrated to such vastness, unable to speak I turned away leaving fear standing where I had come, and the immense river entered into those boundaries I had raised. I watched the pale colors......

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