Back Out Poems - Poems about Back Out

...Nail walking down the street Carrying a bagful to fix something For the master who owns my dreaming Storefronts lolling sidewalks asleep Night quiet jazz, Erie, PA The endless road breaking cart......

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...I wore a raven on my skin, Not born of gang nor kindred sin, Just etched in ink, a flight of thought— But thought, it seems, is often caught. They came one dusk with boots and keys, Declared m......

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...He works on the pole, he works on the ground, in any storm he can be found. They call him a lineman; his work very dangerous. Bucket trucks and hot wires, that’s his love language. It’s 3 o’clo......

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...Sitting on the bench, beneath which a green blanket covers the ground, and above, the ceaseless sky shines with her thoughts that never end. A nostalgic film that made her sad, though it was good-......

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...When I was a kid, about ten, Living in a very small town, The streets were all gravel, And I was free until sundown. I would leave the house each day, Ride my bike to get my friend, And we wo......

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...Silently waiting Silently waiting Waiting in the rain Waiting for the rain to stop Waiting for the sun to come back out My sun never came back out The clouds just became Grey The sky became......

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...This is for those people who try to stay in a relationship where they are not treated well. You have the Power to make any Choice you want. I Hope you choose the Path where you get to receive Love an......

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... As a boy Charles fished on the Thames riverside He had a songbird, a dog, but life took a slide His father got him a dead-end job in a Scottish town It became a vortex bringing him down. He g......

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...A sentence or two, nothing more. Five rhymes, and then back out the door. A meter that’s strained, Some topic profaned: Ah me! What’s a limerick for? ......

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... Alive and death, Are only The Breath, Moving through the depths, Growing it's strength, Going to any lengths, To enjoy an experience, Coming In sync with the dance, Back out into the expanse......

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... I have got to wake up And I have got to get dressed, with eyeshadow With the intent of wings of a butterfly – my face, can it be beautiful A little while longer – while this aging body has not ......

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...Ceramic smiles, Stupid ceramic smiles, Filling stupid ceramic bathroom walls. Tiles lined up like teeth. Lemonade words spit in lime colored ways, Across an ocean of tiles and walls. And someti......

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...We are hunkered down again as we watch the land cry evacuation gathering medication pets helping others as neighbors become first responders helping others checking on elderly residents r......

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... In the fifties it was the suburban icon that survived the start of the renovation phase and still graced the backyards of most houses in the neighborhood, the ubiquitous Australian outs......

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...Walking back and forth, waiting at the start Time is ticking so slow yet so fast I feel my hands shaking, a pounding in my heart The nervous feeling that I wont last Deep breaths, in and out: I......

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