Bedpost Poems - Poems about Bedpost

...She said I'm bored I think it's time I left She hopped in her car, headed west She left him waiting and wanting more At least she's pretty A shame she's a whore I can't say I blame her She ......

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...How do you know what you know? You know by stubbing your toe Induction principle Back to the future go It’s epistemological Is it all empirical? Is it all observable? I’m asking how Atheist......

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... At the stroke of midnight, werewolves come alive sharpening their nails and fangs, so their plans will thrive Witches too dust off their brooms, mount and start to fly th......

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... Each bedtime makes me a night-clown, Minty paste seltzers every tooth. Puppetry for sleep at sundown, Ends in a circus, dreams of youth. Tamed at knee in dress of cotton, Each bedtim......

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...What he’s capable of, I do admit, frightens me the most My dread began in 2006, on TV his face did appear The Burger King with the giant head is definitely morose He lies in wait as y......

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...Each night I told you, “Dinner is served sharply at eight.” But it was my heart on which you dined, that you ate. I was never first, was never your number one, just another bedpost notch, a trophy......

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...I have been struggling with a faded thought until my mind's become confused and tangled. At a crossroad, this battle is being fought between my stubborn brain and wounded heart. I've grea......

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...Locked in the frost, Halloween seems like a gatepost, Fantasies turn into a permafrost, Pumpkins next to the doorpost, Vampires at the rearmost, Ghosts at the bedpost, Wolves at the aftmo......

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...Back when the strange appeared uncommon, I knew I was just beginning To scratch the surface of the truth. So I got myself a shovel. As I dug deeper, I discovered my scent so jaded As to not ......

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...In the gray dawn, ghostlike, A mist rises over the lake Like a floating whisper. My shorts and tee shirt Are damp and clammy From hanging on the bedpost Near the open window. The dock is slip......

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...On a day such as today or any other numbered and limbered day you may say to yourself that the birds are singing and the sky is blue. It is you, however, who sing internal and ring eternal. The b......

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...My racing brain doesn’t stop It is fast, I wonder how long it will last It moves in every direction, Without any clear destination It is past twelve Maybe I will sleep at one Tick tock,......

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...Only time will tell the outcome of this rhyme, Whether it will succeed in the nick of time. So better safe than sorry, as they say, A good beginning makes a good ending, I pray. I’ll write a l......

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...I wrote a long beautiful poem poetically and inspirational all the way to my friend who grants me comfort is there to listen to whatever I say I have been in the dumps gloom is what I see out ......

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...A toast....... Of elegant swagger From a "cocked" tail On all four legs With moves of Fred Astaire, he graces Your attention with Haughty green eyes and a black satin jacket Hi skits...........

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