Single File Poems - Poems about Single File

...Silence pierced through the thick blanket Of his thoughts, heretofore plagued By a quaff of exhaled tobacco, Spiralling and somersaulting in the air, Like a fierce missile Sent on a sinister mis......Read the rest...

...Night Whispers hearing it's own tune subjected to the light the switch is turned on while people are living in the room cordial circumstance light and reprimand everyone single f......Read the rest...

... (A lone voice speaks to a crowd of poets) You do know everyone has their own magical style A style filled with such wild illustrious promises and kaleidoscope's of such deep vivid depths ......Read the rest...

...Swans steam across the lake. Streaming in, heads held high. Strung out in single file. Stippling surface with wakes. Signaling flock to join. Sensing storm clouds brewing, Shuddering storm ahea......Read the rest...

...The One who made this Earth llooks upon my devices with a flavorful derision. A reaction I perceived to be fear, which could very well be an illusion just like the remainder of all physical truth......Read the rest...

... Here we go, all start with a left grand. Apples in pies and peaches are canned. Lost my partner waddle I do? Single file promenade they’ll be back to you. Flies in the buttermilk ......Read the rest...

...Well, I must say that I did not want to walk two hours, some days I am downright tired of diabetes So I drove to Logonna Daoulas after a visit to the Kerdrein strike for the view of Brest, days it......Read the rest...

...Lilies of lucent light, single file walking along the cloudless pathway of the songbirds' garden kingdom. How fair the child lilies, a gathering of the guiltless, in snow-white First Holy Co......Read the rest...

...There was a meeting of the “gods” The “real” ones and the “frauds” The one’s that shaved their heads The one’s with “wicked” bods Each one convinced “they are the One” You must choose - ya can......Read the rest...

...It was 1968 we'd gathered again in the school auditorium my tiny hands sweating only five years old while my name was called in all of this cold civil rights riots plagued my little brown mind sir......Read the rest...

...I think they doth protest too much Though they say nothing For fear the noxious, noisy wind Will leave its fetid stench on them For perfume is but a piglet’s bath A cloak o’er bloodied flags ......Read the rest...

...It was the summer of 2014, I was just about to turn 13, spending June of summer vacation with my Grandmère, in Paris. Tonight, we’re at a fundraising benefit for African relief (it’s always *somethin......Read the rest...

...Our Matriarch She led our family for so many years, building our worth and wiping away all our tears.. She always spoke her mind and the herd they all knew, she won't candy coat it but her wor......Read the rest...

...They came in a single file Noiseless like wisps of smoke They'd taken their chances For they say it's always greener On the other side. From the watch tower I perceived The procession with a d......Read the rest...

...I live in Arrubluc by the sea much like the fabled Llareggub made famous by Dylan Thomas in the radio play 'Under Milk Wood'. The land meets the sea here as well, but it's a beachside town, besi......Read the rest...