Wring Poems - Poems about Wring

...Young man, sit down, a poem to write. I can't.  I've been thinking day and night. Go forth, then, to old man Palmer's field. That spooky place, ideas will yield. Inspiration from my brain to wrin......Read the rest...

... You seem a bit too Monday for someone who used to sway with much colour Wake, my dear, the day awaits, And with it comes white shirts the colour of mud and black jeans the colour of white shirts......Read the rest...

...To call you a pansy insults the flower. It seems you cried for nearly an hour; your mother called to say she’d lost. So ‘space to process’ at a cost of fifty six thousand for the year to cancel ......Read the rest...

...A tear of cloud, Blew away because of the wind. Care to explain their relationship? Did someone tell it to do? Each era taught us these to end Fights between us and to Greet each other so that,......Read the rest...

...The elected Democracy. Is a democracy obsolete? we see it trampled on by Muslims demanding the Sharia law in our streets Democracy in the Middle East bombs  the living daylight out of the Palest......Read the rest...

...Roads long squandered, Routes trained to memory. a crack in the long unyielding concrete unremarkable. Then, a wildflower A peculiar pink. Leather, nostalgia. Cinnamon, mellow. Stop dead ......Read the rest...

... A wall of heat down on you bores enervates your every pore The fiery sun you implore ‘Who can take this anymore’ Your heart is deadened, your brain is fried The......Read the rest...

...Oh great lion! You're called the king, You roar; the jungle hears your ping, Others scamper about in fear, You then mock their fright with a jeer, By giving them your stares that sting. Even n......Read the rest...

..."ride the rainbow, crack the sky, Stormbringer coming, time to die", from Stormbringer, sung by Glenn Hughes Forget your worries, forget your sorrow. To Stormbringer, you're a dead ringer ......Read the rest...

...Globalism dreams itself a hegemon, a giant upon a throne of glass, ephemeral, And can only live through brief stints, sporadic in time and deed, Through the harshest force of terror, its heart lock......Read the rest...

... Written: March 2nd, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wingbeats on warm whisper wavelength wasteland, waves of wasabi writhe with wilting, whimpering, witless wri......Read the rest...

...1980 we began to learn ( about health and safety) Not at every turn.' As the decades went, its demands just grew.' From Those quite acceptable, no one realised the end extent Mind you.' There w......Read the rest...

...Souls borne on wanderlust winds Never their wandering fate rescind. They wander like winds throughout their lives Enslaved to adventure for which they strive. Living life on its razor-thin edge......Read the rest...

...I like to have tea first thing A very sobering thing Give the tea bag a flick For a flavour boost trick Though builders give it a wring......Read the rest...

...In the 50's mom and grand Had that old Maytag™ drum washer It would twist and dance ~ Wiggle N turn Like a baby wobble That old washing machine ~ had a motor almost as big as a Volkswagen......Read the rest...