Moving Poems - Poems about Moving

“So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all the questions for the time being.” ...Read the rest...

Keep it on the road, Keep truckin', keep shakin' the load Keep ridin' the troughs and crests, Keep floatin', keep sailin' toward your best Now chug, chug on down the tracks, Getaway, far away from lack And oh, keep lookin' up...Read the rest...

Where’s Waldo, Pokemon Go ~ with Cabbage Patch on ye olde ‘Nostalgia Show’ ...Read the rest...

Zenith swirls of black rose petals, burst into a flock of circling crows, descending ash and rain on my frozen form. Viscera and scarlet pools flash, feet running of a child, car screeching tires with broken glass. Piano motif grave into...Read the rest...

Hey, Self Hey self, I called your number I was hoping you’d pick up But I had no luck You sent me right to voicemail It's been awhile I wanted to hear your voice Raw, messy Wavering and raspy Hey self, I scanned...Read the rest...

The moving truck is there, will they be going soon? They truck is loading everything, I watch them as they do. The moving truck is there, it’s got a seasoned crew, the truck is loading everything, to take them some place new. They’ve...Read the rest...

For so long, I wondered my life ‘neath the palms ...Read the rest...

As I laid there looking up at the stars, I felt sad and all alone. The sting of old scars made me realize that you were already gone. No matter what I said, I was to blame, yelling at me...Read the rest...

A baseball glove lies on its back in a trunk of items once fresh and youthful now discarded for love and marriage perhaps a stroller whose blue-eyed ...Read the rest...

Time an elusive thread, Unraveling mysteries, yet time remains unread and unknown. From birth to death, its secrets keep winding, Yet its origin, and ours, reprove our theories. A journey through aeon, our pale...Read the rest...

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Death kissed me on the cheek and said I could remain I still had time to keep but she’d be back again For death she is a woman A fickle fearsome foe There amidst the shadows Impossible to know I said “You’re not...Read the rest...

April 15 Lament Watching the News While watching the news I am constantly lamenting The sad state of political discourse In these increasingly Disunited United States of America. Where we have retreated into enemy tribes Blue, red, and purple states With each convinced...Read the rest...

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broken token despise disguise ~ holly-Holy trouble double ~ eating bleeding sausage biscuit 5/1/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©...Read the rest...