Quarters Poems - Poems about Quarters

Three-quarters of a year is gone For (snap your fingers), just like that! September will, by morrow’s dawn, Roll up and store the welcome mat. October’s waiting in the wings, Her pumpkins all prepared to go, As autumn strides, with all...Read the rest...

they are talking about fat quarters again if you don’t know what they are, let me run this by you thimble, needle, Elna, Singer, Brother, White Could they be referring to astronauts? If you think that, you are not...Read the rest...

two quarters of moon with loquacious eyes intent - full-fledged love language...Read the rest...

Janice set out a variety of fat quarter cottons arranging and rearranging colors until she was happy one brown she kept tossing out, then pulling back in she loved making quilt decisions she had a new pattern, old to...Read the rest...

A young boy walked into our bookstore…browsed a minute…then in a gesture beautiful and grand…said, “I just want to thank you…here’s a tip.” Then he put two quarters in my hand. He saiid, “This is just...Read the rest...

Some times it's difficult to rhyme. We are living in a interesting time. Putin's war which won't relent, nor will our "telepathic" ex-President.. Covid still making people sick. Our information stolen with a click... After watching the news, our economy is going...Read the rest...

30 Rolls of Quarters Miracle Man 1/6/2021 This Pandemic hasn’t been a great morale booster, but no hill for this stepper for I’m somewhat a loner. Some days are as hard as “putting socks on a rooster,” and my parts...Read the rest...

Boomers Prince or Pauper David J Walker Remembering when young boomers knew That a quarter really mattered As juvenile consumers grew The choices always flattered Displayed in rows at the corner store The buying power pondered A quarter could last An...Read the rest...

If a nickel's worth a quarter and a quarter a fourth of a buck I have a dollar do I have any luck, did I mention man made recession~ 10/17/20 written words by James Edward Lee Sr...Read the rest...

Sleeping Quarters By David J Walker The V for Vet designated the sleeping quarters For the soldiers on the small-town cemeteries roster I can only imagine what they might say to each other at muster of the sunrise rollcall The...Read the rest...

The insidious reign of your apparitions, your coitus with the attic serpents was sufficient to strip all pigment from my skin. Was it they who walked you blindfolded through the upper chambers of our modest Eros quarters? Didn’t you walk them? My self-reckoning, old...Read the rest...

I ride a dappled horse and I'm full of introspection With centrifugal force I gaze with circumspection This merry-go-round gives me a sense of connection While conversely I feel immense disaffection Then the roan steed begins a gentle ascent With...Read the rest...

Today is another birthday, I now am seventy-five! Three quarters of a century, and I am still alive! Don’t ask me how I managed it, I just don’t have a clue Was it merely luck or fate that...Read the rest...

Ghetto tabernacles congregate to hear the sons of Eli preachers beg and holla Saying to the colorful captive audience: they gonna get their piece of the pie in the by and by It’s waiting in the oven ... baking...Read the rest...

Evening Quarters And far away across the fields the tolling of the iron bell calls the faithful to their knees to hear the softly spoken magic spell. Sounding out to loneliness soothing whispers to bereaved. Grace confirmed by carillon they live on, who...Read the rest...