Poems About: RETIREMENT
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
313.Fantasies of Accomplishment
Does a normalcy achieved with good credit,
Remain so when lifestyles crumble...
And taxes are still due on what is 'owned'?
When a quality of life as shown today, read more »Lawrence S. Pertillar
With all of their 'knowledge'
And quick access to 'facts'.
Very few express wisdom.
With a common sense attached. read more »Lawrence S. Pertillar
315.On The Execution Of Timothy McVeigh
He will be long remembered due to his heinous crime
For such barbaric acts of cowardliness don't fade away in time
Because of him one hundred and sixty eight had died and he left many with horrific injuries
And memories of him will live on like all bad memories. read more »Francis Duggan
316.Stand Aside John Howard
Stand aside John Howard and leave some one else take over you've had your go and you've failed to impress
For seven years you've been Prime Minister of Australia and without you there would be more happiness
The Country would be better off without you and you've clung to power in such a sneaky way
History will treat you less kind than did the Aussie voters read more »Francis Duggan
317.Farewell Blythe Spirit
This poem is dedicated to James Clarke, South Africa's funniest columnist on his semi-retirement from The Star with my gratitude for allowing me to contribute so much of my nonsense verse to his Stoep Talk column for so many years. The practice of writing Mary Mary verses and parodies and all sorts of 'pomes' as he calls them was invaluable.
I'm devastated - quite deflated
To know you are retiring read more »Margaret Kollmer
318.Do you love me, even thoughRon Rector
319.Another Election Rolls Around in the Good Old U.S.A.
Another election coming around, politicians again are practicing
They want our vote they’ll promise us the world will be at our
Command read more »Dave Tanguay
320.tommy steele and parkgate
Parkgate, on the Wirral, I remember well, one could see read more »jan oskar hansen
There are no flowers on Muriel's grave or headstone to mark the spot
Where her bones rest forever more in death she is forgot
And not one come to visit her and witness where she lay
None helped her when she was alive so she doesn't need help today. read more »Francis Duggan
322.Please Read This Poem Only In The Event Of My Death
This poem is written to those I love.
If you are reading this poem, it means that I am dead.
I want to assure you that when I left for work this morning, I fully intended to return to you.
If I was burned to a crisp, read more »Bob and Alex Eichen
323.A Little Beyond the Eleven Thousandth, Two Hundred and Twenty Eighth Charred Bridge...
I can't believe
you didn't come
to see me read more »W.B. Keckler
324.Beloved, I Wait
Today a candle is lit
For a resolution read more »Nancy Vorkink