Quarter Poems - Poems about Quarter

First Quarter Moon The first quarter moon wants me to learn to speak curly hair language. If I don’t their rage concerning being bullied by prunes the size of cement trucks will cause: more cracks in paths. The...Read the rest...

I woke up at a quarter to one, with the angels walking hand in hand My temperature had risen to a hundred degree and I had a grinding headache that was bothering me For the past two days, it...Read the rest...

I listen to the sound of the clock on the wall tic tock, tic tock and my spirit began to grow tall the winding road that connects the village to the sea Is calling me to keep its...Read the rest...

A challenging game aligning quarters in row to push a bunch out...Read the rest...

I rarely pay for things in cash, Although some stores prefer it. They charge more for a credit card, So customers deter it. But at the local bagel shop, I placed my morning order And realized that, when tallied, I’d be somehow...Read the rest...

A bright shiny quarter was rolling its way toward a young man with large bills to pay The nickel rolled by, ignored and shunned ~...Read the rest...

Just soul of 3 quarters of an ounce: Exist in earthly body, Accomplish planned tasks, Generate energy and leave; Endure pain and joy, During all my life; Negative and positive both prevail, React to ambiance surrounding mine, Life was full of...Read the rest...

It's quarter to three, The Bundy clock is ticking It's talking to me....Read the rest...

Gunga Din can have his gin… Old King Tut his beer, but I’ll rely on the sparkling wine. Just a bit before dinner, imbibe… just enough to create a sigh… a cabernet sip for the heart… My purple-tinted glass is high; I...Read the rest...

Do you ever wish you'd never been born? Never again? Do I play a role in your misery? Or, did our paths cross to confirm inevitable suffering? I'm weak and addicted. Mayonnaise brain. Unfiltered rants that indulge self hate. Pushing the...Read the rest...

In the light of autumn skies, one might sense this blind turbulent endeavour, raptures veering like some wanton thunderstorm, behind dark moon frost allure, amber leaf vortex among bemused grey clouds, gust-ridden disco blue hue, tumbling high jinx from skyline moist...Read the rest...

Walking in the back streets of Paris On a warm balmy evening Talking with a friend enjoying The night and watching As the people went on their way Unhurriedly ,also enjoying the day. The pace was slow Sun a fading...Read the rest...

So insecure and insignificant, And I just can't take it and keep it in, What's it to you ten years from this moment on, If I were long gone? So weakened and broken, I can't lift even my...Read the rest...

I could not stop playing four casino Quartermania machines in Vegas. Totally exasperated with me was my sixteen-year-old daughter, Mavis. At two a.m. I was dancing between them singing a song I made up. If anyone approached I...Read the rest...

The first quarter rapidly becomes history The second quarter sorts out the mystery The third quarter sweats, longing for victory Our training teaches us to never fret or worry The fourth quarter reveals the end of the story In defeats,...Read the rest...