Omnibus Poems - Poems about Omnibus

... Tethered to the omnibus, weathering storms ~ lean into it, hang on, become the wisp. As perception shapes and shifts, our eyes sting, blind spots get filled in; create echo fil......Read the rest...

...my old boss - one of the boys wrote an omnibus on the bus not the best it was a bust oh, my old boss he turned to booze......Read the rest...

...The kings and the queens only divides us we masses are nothing but a giant mass ! the world is perfect by gods we respect as we write our disdained omnibus. (08.01.2022)......Read the rest...

...One from the 1850s, I bought it from a Scotsman thrifty, on the windswept Isle of Skye, its browning cover caught my eye, old paper that’s weathered to tan, each leaf thick and dry in my hands, ......Read the rest...

...The summers end was near We smoked in the dockyard And talked of the foe Which even now came closer They began to arrive Bus loads of them Black hearts in black shirts But we were ready T......Read the rest...

...Amuck in this life, she fights and bumbles Onward and forward she kicks and stumbles Easily, angrily, quickly she grumbles While in the distance dark thunder rumbles. At last she falters, listens......Read the rest...

...Flower of lotus Soft neath cumulus Peaceful vision thus Within radius Hear the angelus Wish of nautilus Dream of Pegasus Spur my animus Flutter stimulus T......Read the rest...

...(for Gahan Wilson) Mushroom stew, mushroom stew Nothing more or less will do Needs no spice, no barley rice, Laced with wine would not be nice. Every morning, noon and night Mushro......Read the rest...

...AUTO, PLANE AND OMNIBUS Auto, Plane and Omnibus- what a marvelous fuss, that stupor'd man creates with you. Ladies, Gentlemen and Nom De Plumes- what frolic, just yesterday unknown; i......Read the rest...

...Part I my flesh is filled and fraught with foul disease; offensive is my life to mine own eyes that see me sail life's clear and cloudy seas where faith fills up or empties out our lies. ......Read the rest...

...Forbears,Edie,Kate and Ann furnished apiece with brush and pan.Each Victorian 'Miss' tied in service's abyss.Far off days,now long gone,their toil each day was lengthy and long.With fires to lig......Read the rest...

...London The tour of London begins In the streets of my mind, Through past and present Intrinsically entwined, Through people and places It's heart we will find, Through f......Read the rest...

...CELTIC DREAM This land, as old as emerald's green so delicate, a jewel serene was hers and mine, a world at rest from life that played out not at best, seclusion from, "What do you mean?" All......Read the rest...

...Ibi , culpa non est Quia hoc modo non solum superest, Dixit non restrictione Et tandem sanavit dolor meus Let me poetemur sine ban Quia est indefinita Et quod relinquetur mirabile escape H......Read the rest...

...As I reclined and looked at the horizon I complemented myself with a proving smile because the sunset was so lovely and I had not seen one like it for quite sometime The omnibus colors of the sky......Read the rest...