Accordion Poems - Poems about Accordion

...Gallop vapor folded aluminum mare resonator Sun spits decorative decimals bleeding metal Scatter the hourglass pearl crown tidewater brine dusk Tongue sings driftwood bone galleys Captain Arcaro......

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...|SEVEN MINUTES UNTIL OUR DEMISE {"Seven minutes left; the insistent buzz in my skull would never abrogate, it preserved on being continuously strenuous. My whacks on the veneer of the tiles went......

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...stars in eyes two brothers nay, friends hugging accordion bellowing the preacher waltzing the friends hurraying celebratory partying in old westward ho old-fashioned merrymaking with......

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...This is the tale of young Polkahontus. She lives in the forest; her aim is to taunt us. The squeezebox is ancient; it’s lacquered and red; she communes with the spirits and plays for the dead. ......

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...none of the McCormicks knew which insect had made the crying sounds odd since usually every McCormick is an expert about thirty-nine things I know because my mother and her sixty-two sisters are al......

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...The poet strings his words on feet, While the songster sets his to the beat. Are they similar or the same? Are they different in more than name? The singular of feet is foot. A boot is where our......

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... Zenith University I am a proud graduate  of Zenith University,  where the quality stays on  until the little dot  shrinks and goes away.  I attended that fine institution  with ......

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... In the purple shadows of the black's monoliths, where an ancient echo calls forth, at the blurry forge of "Ralkon Dis", a salient dragon from mystery's petra cliffs drifts you off to a f......

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... You are the dusk that masquerades as first light. In the stillness of descending twilight, your spellbinder's expectorant opens the passageways of the feeble, weevles like a ......

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...They met each other in the circus, their son told me. I was watching them balance each other on one lone knee. They were fascinating, I had never seen Anything as delightful, joyful, or completely......

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... Inhale, exhale, like accordion- organ of music in your being, conducive. Nor elusive to your counterpart, woman. Be thou what you love to be. Do not liste......

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...I am unsure if there's some general word I am going for, but it best fits into the mix, and that would be, 'inspiration.' Having that said ... straight to the heart of the matter ... my mom. ......

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...ME AND COUNTRY’S LEGENDS OF FOREVER Do I wake to you or the cosmos? Do I wake to singing birds chirping as if there’s a fire? or a chorus of you Ain’t Nothing But A Hound Dog sung by Big Mama T......

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...Pretty princess accordion playing clown Skips her truth sideways and upside down I watch her sprinkle joy all over town Glad that no one else can keep her down.......

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...Big muscles of the organ grinder, his biceps burning. Cranking springs, the tired, but cheerful, Italian chap. Many chapters of his life on streets of cold cement. His beard, silver tone; his worn......

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