Bench Poems - Poems about Bench

picnicking twosome white butterfly flits across ~ pigeons coo nearby roughhousing children rustling trees in the distance ~ woman walking dog ...

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Wooden Bench I set up acting and singing work for the wooden bench in the rock garden. I’m his biggest fan. I get 100% of his earnings. ...

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On my walk this morning I chose to make a stop and sit down on a bench next to a table at this old ice cream shop. I chose this particular bench because it has come to be over many years of sitting here…much more than a bench to me. How can on old bench hold any meaning…you ask? I...

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Bench ——— I hiked a trail, fresh unharmed by the steps of man and found a bench, fresh unharmed by weather or man. Why here, for what purpose, the bench sat in no direction to understand the why, the purpose trying to determine the story, the direction. So I sat on the bench making a point to view in all directions the bench offered, to understand my own...

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I’ll SIT UNDER THIS TREE HOPING SOMEONE MIGHT STOP AND TALK TO ME I’M TIRED OF BEING ALONE AND IT’S OH SO LONESOME AT HOME MAYBE THEY MIGHT CARE AND HAVE A LITTLE TIME TO SHARE WE COULD GO SIT DOWN IF WE COULD FIND A SEAT SOMEWHERE ...

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Open sky, sitting on a park bench with one arm curved behind a person; teething smiles shyly undressing my emotional puristic like Adam re-unclothing in Eden. Whatsoever is losed of my ascetic, may it free our eyes to tresspass into our hearts and breakthrough the binders. Open sky, like a shaded orange thingy, serendipity might bring your meaning by a large dream of...

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I sat next to an old geezer on a park bench He looked at me, said "I can see you're a mensch" Let me tell you what I've learned in the past 80 years. "Oh no", thought I, but his words flew like spears: "Who can fathom the deviousness of the heart To know the mind from the face,...

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In debate a gallop called Gish Scored points like a basketball's swish That Joe could not block! So now taking stock Biden's sideline walk is our wish DT's sick slick lies and his bunk Were passed past the player who stunk Since Donald can trick Let's set a quick pick For a super sub who can dunk...

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As I sat looking forward for hours That I will prefer spent in indifference, Thinking of future that can be ours As I hurt drowning, engulfed in silence Amid the noise of commercial sphere, With a little to move on to nowhere I displayed you in my mind, A pretty countenance that is not here A melodic form that is just over there A...

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An empty bench is never homeless~ as it shelters golden prints of amethyst heartbeats, ...

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Find me a wood carver said the queen. I want an owl bench with a walnut sheen. Do not let him use wood that is old or green. I want an owl bench today, said the greedy queen....

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sitting 'pon park bench deep in thought and so alone joined by a lady who sits bradford pears' petals softly fall around like snow upon their laps and joined hands ...

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A park bench sits empty Dawn dew dappled An unseen shiver Envious of the shaking dog Senses a loneliness Hinted at by Winter’s chill Passersby now scurry Heads down, breath steaming The squirrels will no longer come Nor the pigeons Cold winds will scourge the trees Denude them of leaf and bird. The bench imagines the dew drops To be its farewell tears....

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Have a seat As I transcribe A jolt down The bench and sit The weather was perfect for it Sky words with the sun warmth Here and there Difference beyond compare Mind lair Moments to share Every bench Observation alert Words suddenly come to mind Every movement, a reason with a purpose Need to write I am giving the reader to look and it’s an invite Totally relaxed The vibes just right The...

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Pine needles and leaves swirl in the wind making perfect circles on the ground as I drink fizzy blood orange juice I wait to see it again but this time they rain down from the nearby tree and one pine needle falls perfectly into my can I know it's there but I continue to drink from...

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