Poems About: GRADUATION
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
349.Worth the Pain
We were best friends from the start
It's been ten or eleven years.
Who would of ever thought read more »Trish Spencer
350.Always Leaving Crisis
Life it seems is a crisis from the day that I was born
I came out flogging and crying on that long ago "who am I" morn!
I clung so tight to my Mama, but soon she sent me away
I heard the school bell ringing! A crisis for me that day! read more »Thelma Evelyn Jones
This child was born with traits of his mother.
Father was mad—he looked not like father.
Daddy wants all off-spring to look just like him,
So he with-held the love that should have been. read more »Vivian Gloff Mollan
352.Not Stood Up
At last she had arrived, hips swinging.
unhurried, rather strolling. read more »Herbert Nehrlich
In the beginning there was you.
You were the sun and the moon. read more »Gabrielle Shutt
Trouble always starts with a smile,
especially when punctuated with deep
hazel eyes. Come seven on a Saturday,
my heartbeat syncs with the song on the radio, read more »Lori Boulard
355.A Cry for Help
Dont keep me hidden,
in this dark room,
please show me the sun,
so that I can bloom. read more »sylvia spencer
Father in Heaven
Or maybe in Hell
How're things going
Here they aren't so well read more »King Midas
I took my dad's car today to visit some
of my friends before I leave this community
So many things I remember on the way. My read more »Gero Lorna
358.The Black Mountain (Brecon, an old adversary)
I stood in tight chested forbodeing
at the hem of your heathered dress
long years on from when
you did your best to kill me. read more »Bill Mitton
359.TO MAKE STONE SING
In fashioning Stone to give a song in every turning,
by giving flow to glass that is not molten,
placing a dancing step within a twist of steel,
bringing life and warmth to wood long dead, read more »Bill Mitton
A fabricated self seeks independent eyes
Loyal to the last of a dieing kind…
Oh, how could you save them?
What good have they brought? read more »Stephen Lewis