Afternoons Poems - Poems about Afternoons

old spaghetti westerns and john wayne flics what better way to spend saturday afternoons weekly shoot 'em ups where at the end comboys and their horses ride toward a dusty sunset AP: 3rd place 2025 Posted on April 10, 2025...

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I was listening to roller skating tunes. Yes, I am shallow, sir. And though thou may say villainess or mistress, I am content to be who I am. One noon, we were over dull and our hearts we serviced like two thieves there in the kissing place where breaths are both as one and the first of many kisses doubles. He made vows in mine...

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we spent the afternoon throwing ourselves off castle walls jumping into moats we spent our time pierced with swords having arrows hit us and many more miss us in aching arms in shields that's what we did sharing blood and last breaths and mountains didn't matter and forests didn't matter we spent our afternoons dying and that's what really mattered ...

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Monday blues are preceded by Sunday yellows And I have always hated these Sunday afternoons To me, they feel so lazy I watch as the world turns silent and still No noise except for the creaking of a fan or a radio in the distance Listen closely, you might even be able to hear the ticking of the clock I...

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From nowhere, a type of sadness descends as that which sometimes possesses a child on rainy afternoons when what is vulnerable withdraws and curls up in a corner of the mind to seal itself with silence. It's a sadness that doesn’t wear a name, more like a shadow cast by something way back that memory has forgot or put away concealed...

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summer afternoons hot breath of summer even the dark shadows sweat ~ solstice stupor sweltering doldrums heat waves rise on sallow breaths ~ only the bees buzz...

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I carve a path out for me trying to make it in this soulless city confined to a big house aspirations seem to drag out sitting in this pink room trying to catch my breath at noon This heat is making me crazy I am not sure where I'm heading too many questions I don't know the answers to I have too much time...

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Every afternoon I'm the poet that accompanies the sun diving into the horizon...

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In the afternoons You took long walks by the sea Or the ocean With a stick in your hand You stopped Drew a heart in sand And wrote ’I love you’ In the middle. Joyfully you exclaimed This is my favourite place I’ll come here every day...

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In the landscape, float the evening birds in return... ...

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autumn afternoons all the melancholy winds come to visit me...

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Languor Afternoons David J Walker I The odd stone was a family heirloom And a friendly oracle Always quietly thinking of the future Collecting visions of the past I stared for hours Before I asked for its wisdom It would simply smile But only for a while Before returning to its mineral leanings II The fouls flying in Single file Sang in scales Alone In...

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On Wednesday Afternoons David J Walker How nice Said the boys at the end Of the bar That he takes his old man For a beer Once in a while On Wednesday afternoons How nice it must be For him to get out Drive about and Drink a few with his son Once in a while On Wednesday afternoons They could imagine The old...

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Before iron winter commands the land The brown ground sparks a bittersweet blaze Bonfire breezes cross in smoky strands Where nut stashing squirrels pause to gaze On museums of leafy orange haze Maroon afternoons of apple's sharp bite Foretells the night tomcats dress as jaguars Tricking candies for ghoulish appetites For sweet treats, they knock on doors near and far As spells of cuteness...

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I’m bizarre. I’m insane. I’m absurd. I’m cliché. I assume, you assume, we assume rationale. You’re bizarre. You're insane. You're absurd. You’re cliché. I attain, you attain, we attain to concur. I dissolve. I degrade. I inject. I repress. I detect, you detect, we detect, common sense. You dissolve. You degrade. You inject. You repress. I explain, you explain, we explain...

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