Pop Poems - Poems about Pop

Over four decades I’ve made memories, faithfully captured and held dear. On my knees as a 10 year old begging, ‘Mom will you please take me to see her?’ So may tears and so many smiles your music...Read the rest...

buds beckon to pop leaves unfurl reveal green scroll spring devolves uncurls...Read the rest...

When the purple turtle visits the supermarket the heels are worn in two. Heaviness and heaving are one and the same. The exact trajectory of a star is never the same as reducing a pile of...Read the rest...

Uncertainty Lives with certainty In the province Of separation.. Unknowing of the Story of uncertainty And its partner may Tell a new story Of freedom Unleashed... Uncertainty Appearing certain May seem as Propelling a Rising of a Blessing of Not knowing... I am Forms the Appearance Of separation... Resurrection Of the religion Seems to involve A non-separate Lens.. POP...Read the rest...

SpongeBob, A grand pop culture sensation, Known globally: from nation to nation, Inspired thousands since creation, Made humorous, for education, How you helped form our generation, You truly uphold your reputation, So hear my heartfelt declaration - You were truly the best...Read the rest...

Pop, pop, pop, a symphony of glee, A sugary delight, a joy to see. Pop, oh Pop, your sweetness takes my soul, A daily dose, I crave to make me whole. The fizz it brings, a tingling, happy rush, A...Read the rest...

Who could find the sheer temerity? To wallow in such ( sin-serity )...Read the rest...

Glitter and misery on the dance floor a locked pop remix of ‘Hallelujah’ holding a glowing lantern on lux life yet it’s a frozen priceless kind of art devoid of soul or any gentle touch so structured a...Read the rest...

The Highway Bob Dylan, B. Marquardt-Alexander, Joan Baez The Highway The highway's a river, I'm a leaf adrift, Tumbling, tumbling, no solid shift. The canyon's son, a blessing I crave, But I'm lost at sea, a soul to be saved. Sunlight...Read the rest...

A field of flowers. A field of miracles. A map of memories. A destination to be determined. A chart inside a labyrinth of the mind. A twitch. A jolt. A lightning bottle. A picture in paint. A...Read the rest...

All about the canvas he paints images of old steam diesels When he drew a locomotive that showed no restraint ...Read the rest...

Bubbles blown, float in the air, Shaking shining, way up there, Blow them high, watch them fly, Then pop them, Saying: 'Bye-Bye'! Blow them, Pop them. Float them, Catch them, Say: 'Bye-Bye'. Watch them sparkle, watch them grow, Tiny rainbows, all aglow, Dancing...Read the rest...

Soda pop crush my how time has flown r ...Read the rest...

Palindrome Limerick: High "Noon" A gun duel set for high "noon" A noisy crowd gathers round soon See Dead-"Eye" "level" his gun Against the quick, evil "Nun" Then the "pop" gun went, Ka-boom!...Read the rest...

Taped to the door’s plexiglass pane, a portrait Of a Savior with ardent heart burning Sunlight invades with the turning of hinges Untethering the hospitality of Tony, the lone waiter His Brazilian arms are swinging doors, open to embrace He...Read the rest...