Artisanal Poems - Poems about Artisanal

...My boots, still burdened with the dust of Carpathian trails, Silently slip over the gleaming tiles of an urban temple, Where hipsters sip artisanal nectar on lazy Tuesday afternoons, Under the imp......

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... True truth... I've never heard of any liver that was a friend of drink... no matter how noble it may be... Scotch whiskey, French champagne, dirty-stemmed cane, cachaça that killed the guard, He......

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...In the concrete jungle where the city's breath stirs, Civilized man wanders, a ghost in artificial whispers, Lost to the wild call of instinct’s embrace, Trapped in a maze of steel, devoid of natu......

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...While on the topic of blood kith and kin, I relate another fabricated poem about blimey bloke of a fisherman. Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye... Courtesy webbed whirled wid......

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...Tom: Well, do tell? But like I said, I’m not a stranger. I’m a businessman; and more than that. Why, I could be just like a brother to you if you’d let me. Besides, I studied music once, too, but tha......

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...(scoured from dregs of me muss held head) I shore up a vignette to free my ("FAKE") grandfather Hymie, whose scrunched countenanced evinced beetle that of browed monkey he spent his entire l......

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...It's Saturday in suburbia U.S.A. Lawn mowers buzzing, chores underway Planting and pruning, nourishing flowers that will bloom To announce and brighten the month of June Contented cats perch ......

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...My grandfather Hymie spent his entire life at sea his thick calloused hands and ruddy complexion re enforced non verbal body language voluminous tomes as testimony to c......

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...Death of mother hallowed out silence more painful then buzzing power tool, aye never again saw, nor heard industriousness jollity eviced, contrasted when mourning did rule wrought......

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...Artisanal casts perfect broken legs displayed as works in progress......

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...COOKING WITH JIM actually, with him in spirit, in the kitchen of his quaint brownstone on West 12th Street in Manhattan, decades after his death. And quite at home with......

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