Barrelling Poems - Poems about Barrelling

...She drew paintings many could not understand Her body being her ever changing canvas The cruel world her muse She drew paintings many could not understand Her hands in constant use ticking ......

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...There must be something to hang onto amid this turmoil, a small, flickering light at the end of the dark to guide the way or even a gentle nudge by some caring angel to help right a straying ......

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...Barrelling along, squealing tyres evades disruptive thoughts carousing through my unconscious mind Jerk awakening, with relief, to pearlescent moon Still there, filtering images of you, as befor......

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...Like the eye of a storm, Barrelling through. When the eye makes it's entrance, The sky turns blue. Just for a minute or two, All is calm and bright. Then reality hits with all its might. Don......

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