Tony Avila Sampson


Tony Avila Sampson Poems

1. At Your Despair 10/10/2006
2. The Cemetery Is Waiting 5/6/2007
3. Old As Time Itself 5/31/2007
4. Time Still Rules 6/16/2007
5. Where's The Justice? 6/23/2007
6. Tic Toc 5/6/2007
7. Who Did That? 5/6/2007
8. My Life You See 5/6/2007
9. You Hit Fifty-Four 5/18/2007
10. Woe, Nellie 1/23/2009
11. Isolated In Time 2/1/2014
12. Wyatt B. Flat 6/3/2005
13. Imprecation Of The Curse 6/5/2005
14. What's Your Luck? 11/20/2006
15. The Key 2/22/2007
16. When No One's Lookin' 3/31/2007
17. Moonwalk Bebop Jiggle 6/9/2014
18. Reflecting Love 5/18/2007
19. Inspire 6/3/2005
20. Planted In A Row 3/20/2006
21. Unseen Burden 4/11/2006
22. Poppa Zetire 6/3/2005
23. The Mean Ol' Tire Hacker 5/16/2006
24. Grandpa Sat On A Park Bench 7/3/2007
25. Bonnie 5/18/2007
26. Whistling Tires 7/12/2005
27. With All That May Ever Be 6/3/2005
28. Oh, Doctor Smitty, It's Me, Rhondity 6/17/2005
29. A Potion Of Love 6/5/2005
30. Witches' Bubblin' Brew 10/3/2006
31. Fleeing From An Imagined Cop In Pursuit 2/1/2014
32. Petaluma Police Car Tires 7/27/2006
33. Your Four Tires 8/11/2005
34. The Tongue 6/3/2005
35. Friendships Built On Sand 5/18/2007
36. Voodoo Doll 1/24/2014
37. Moon Dance 6/9/2014
38. For My Twin Brother I Pray 6/18/2012
39. Murder, In The First Degree 6/3/2005
40. Time 6/3/2005

Comments about Tony Avila Sampson

  • Samra Haq Samra Haq (2/27/2012 7:54:00 PM)

    Please see my poems.

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  • Samra Haq Samra Haq (2/27/2012 7:53:00 PM)

    Tony your poem Time is very beautiful.Its really very interesting. Keep it up.

  • Katie Parker (7/2/2011 6:54:00 AM)

    I Love the flow of your poetry, magnifisent! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Best Poem of Tony Avila Sampson

Imprisonment

Feel captivities firm grip smother out the fun,
The stretch of its reach felt with each pass of the sun;

Metal doors slam shut, rumbling their echos down the hall,
Now come jail bar shadows to lurk upon the night wall;

There would come death to silence but for the jailers' keys,
To rattle the quiet where freedom none sees;

Moment by moment goes time so deep to know,
Where the inuring gloom of imprisonment, time creeps so very slow...

Read the full of Imprisonment

Whistling Tires

When I bent and reached there down,

The tire made a hissing sound;


I made a puncture with each blow,  

Released the air and let it flow;


Now look who got that simple gift,

Some flat tires, did so swift;


See the car I'm standing near?

Has whistling tires that I hear!

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