Rambled Poems - Poems about Rambled

...Today again, I went to go teach, totally unprepared. And fearing the principal would come observe me had me so scared, I rambled through the room, floundering and fluttering. And then a st......Read the rest...

...I swore over and over and over and over Forever to love her no matter the whim But time after time as each siren would call I rambled and left her my nose — in the wind (Dreamsl......Read the rest...

...The clock chimed twice, Habitually, I folded my scarlet marked sheets,? Adjusting my smeared diopter glasses as I glanced at the empty library beneath.? Empty, no surprise, since the earlier hours......Read the rest...

... It being a holiday, with friends, I went to chill out In a gregarious company, partying was sheer fun After a heavy booze, my first-time experience, I fell flat, plunging into deep ......Read the rest...

...Humpty Dumpty lived in make-believe land, like dreamy shadows get long; And he dwelt in a house near a wall, among merry, crimson, oriole throngs. He had a figure equally rotund and jolly......Read the rest...

...I was a stylish, assertive travel agent, arranging getaways for busy people; Like sudden getaways of jewel, shooting stars, on ebony nights of upheaval. I planned calm, exotic, trip itine......Read the rest...

...We all stood up to let the witch-doctor work He rambled and cried, and screeched with a jerk Her HMO would pay for no other service but his He has a contract with them, and it is a whiz Other d......Read the rest...

...prim and proper she sits in the back seat going to a birthday party is always a treat Her parents were throwing advice her way She did not care, she was here to play She knew the birthday girl ......Read the rest...

... His soul alive when he rambled Hours and hours upon end Being alone with mother nature His one and only true friend Confined, suffocated between four walls He needed to roam free Through th......Read the rest...

...I asked about her family. She started to say “to make a long story short. her story went on and on and on There was a barn, a country road, a duck pond. It rambled and ambled, My eyes were scram......Read the rest...

...Whenever I look upon his poems I wonder: Why so many words today, words concerning so many things, expressed so aimlessly as if to meet a deadline? He must have so drifted, rambled, this way o......Read the rest...

...I was a whimsical, interior designer, bringing colors and joy into living spaces, Subtly changing neighborhoods and lives, like vibrant arcs the rainbow traces. People were as dissimilar as their......Read the rest...

...I was an experienced astrologer, for wandering stars held much fascination, Luring in opal darkness of mystery, like beautiful butterfly transformations. My days were spent charting pretty planet......Read the rest...

...Replying back within seconds, staring at our texts waiting for a reply, rethinking what I said. Did my words make your heart melt like yours do to me? Have you smiling and giggling at your phone, kic......Read the rest...

...Millie Brown was 12 years old. Who didn’t like to do as she was told. She didn’t eat her greens or even brush her hair, As she’d spend all day sat in her gaming chair. Oh how she loved video ga......Read the rest...