Row Poems - Poems about Row

I think my muse hates exercise; she flees whenever I row. A three day streak on the water: the verse refuses to flow. I’m not quite sure what the deal is, why it’s either this or that. Perhaps she carries a...Read the rest...

In a crowded room filled with high society, and In the facade of decadence, plays the Back Street Symphony Winos falling asleep covered in yesterdays news A lone saxaphone player, playing the blues Neon signs and desinger lines are...Read the rest...

We went to the movies, just for a lark. It was so romantic, there in the dark. Now, if I told you I met her inside, You would think I was being mean no doubt. But the reason we...Read the rest...

Has anyone seen a heart, looking for its owner? lost mine short while ago jilted in the third row before the finale notch seven, her tally Has anyone found a heart? Surely no one wants two knowing what hearts go through, unless one takes them...Read the rest...

romantic romance romancing romanced romanticist romanticism...Read the rest...

An ignorant duck breeder with a moat Put off repairing his dingy to float And he doesn’t yet know Getting his ducks in a row Means more than getting his ducks in a row-boat ...Read the rest...

Row, row, row your boat And Pray to God she floats, Because not all streams are gentle. And some dreams become nightmares; Or leave us crying with wide-eyed stares, Or take away our sleep and make us worry, turning merrily, merrily...Read the rest...

Back and forth the monkey paces Alone is his small backyard cage. He did not make his cramped cage, But the small cage makes him. Far away, he sees children in a park Running free and...Read the rest...

The windows are closing in, and gaps are getting thin, mankind has paid the sacrifice for useless pollution on the surface of the earth and their lungs are filled with dirt. I look above...Read the rest...

ROW THE BOAT ...Read the rest...

in my colourful world of lego, there was once a clash of big egos, postman and fireman blocked road halfway! Pat and Sam two old friends had a fray! Sam said as fireman, he had the right, Pat said I...Read the rest...

Born of perdition’s rage and damnation his life was spent in vain Orphaned by every dead-end street where darkness hides the greatest pain Fear his lone relation among shadows with no escape Living...Read the rest...

G-rowing is rowing keeping the balance towards the light! Our fathers row when we are children. We observe how they do it. As we grow, we have to do the rowing. Harder than it seemed. Difficult to keeping balance. We fight against the current. Until one day, we learn...Read the rest...

A nice Freudian Quote: " We are imprisoners in the realm of life, like a sailor on his tiny boat, on an infinite ocean." --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Row, row, the boat, love to feel the blast, Of sea wind over...Read the rest...

want to find fish roe so boat we will have to row then can watch them grow...Read the rest...