New Poems


 

Title Poet
No Body Tells Me
NOBODY TELLS ME
NOBODY tells me to take down my flag.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Sunset
Sunset
The sun is so bright as it starts to set for the night.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The federal agents
The federal agents opened fire.

Cyndi K. Gacosta poet by Cyndi K. Gacosta
on 10/19/2014
To Many lies
To Many lies
You tell to many lies to be able to tell the truth.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Shortly after 11pm
Shortly after 11pm there was
an unexpected banging on their door.
Cyndi K. Gacosta poet by Cyndi K. Gacosta
on 10/19/2014
The Moon
The moon
The moon shines so bright in the middle of the night.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Halloween parade
Halloween parade
It was Halloween night and the moon was bright.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The Old Man
The old man
The old man lived at the end of the hollow.Most of the time.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The little pine tree
The little pine tree
The little pine tree in our front lawn.Is covered in snow this mid Nov.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Sunrise Sunset
Sunrise Sunset
Pink sky at morning sailors takes a warning
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
How do I Love thee
How do I love Thee?
How do I love thee, let me count the ways.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Praise Thee
Praise Thee
Praise thee that has hands that heal.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The Midnight Racer
The Midnight Racer
The midnight racer comes from nowhere.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Moonshine Runner
Moonshine Runner
Old grandpa is at it again. The is still up and cooking once more.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Tears
Tears
Tears are here
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
An Attitude Of Liberty
Strength of character growing exponentially, nurturing and
nourishing every particle and fiber of being.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak poet by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
on 10/19/2014
vampires
Vampires
Out of the dark, he comes.Following you wherever you go.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Waiting for the zombies
Waiting for the zombies
Here I stand in the middle of the graveyard.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
That's no monster
That's no monster
I lie down at night with a little fright.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The interview.
A man told me it was easy to be a company manager
It's hard to be an ordinary worker, I replied.
michael walker poet by michael walker
on 10/19/2014
Halloween
Halloween
The pumpkins are all grown at a pace.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The trip to grandma's
The trip to grandma's
The snow has covered the ground.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
Tom
Tom
Tom the Turkey he ran away.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The Killing of old Tom
The Killing of old Tom
They all gather in the barn yard.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
The day after Thanksgiving
The day after Thanksgiving
The turkey is gone from the table.
Harold R Hunt Sr poet by Harold R Hunt Sr
on 10/19/2014
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