Best Beddings Poems

Fitted sheet on mattress
Then next the top sheet
First blanket is placed
Pillowcase on pillow
The duvet is next

A choice to make here
One side is plain color
the other...

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Deep in the shrine, sins
Deep in the courtroom, injustice
Deep in the costume, exposure
Deep in the constitution, lawlessness

Inside the adulthood, puberty
Deep in motherhood, breastlessness
In the paternity,...

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In May—When The Nomads Migrate To The Forest-side Meadows
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Give him, a glutton, Excessive doze of the drink—
An ancient Arabian queen would give his king at...

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From this moment,  I will pen off
at the bottom of my last melody;
it’s better to pour more tears
than murmuring on past tense!

A strong need...

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It could be the annoying ring of your alarm
That divorces you and your beddings in the morning
Possibly it’s the first two streaks of sun rays,
Or...

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A Common Ailment

Eleven o´clock in the forenoon I had been to my 
doctor and was going into the nearest cafe for
a coffee, but soon the...

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Immigrant of past he took to the soil like a neophyte soldier 
protecting each tomato and basil plant with his bare hands 
he showed no...

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Spacious space I would like 
To have in the space unique
Where none comes to disturb
And never do I will be perturb(ed)
Space travel being my penchant
I...

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Letting go. 

And she asked me, her head so small on the official,   
white pillow that had a blue stamp on in case...

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Undone
No problem
Dog gone
Grow solemn in Harlem, but think clean name bereft of blame game

Which advances your worthy cause
In form and substance
Required to insert a new...

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O' Destiny Why Did Thy Fatal Blow Come?

Within midnight's pallid moonlight
Glows that sad heart boldly demand
Memories of that fateful night
And loss of a true angel's...

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It was a good morning till she arrived,
the she devil that bore her only child,
occasion to visit us she contrived,
with an excuse of sorts that...

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Skirmish 
 
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Today I smithed a poem to the scent of spices,
Washing my beddings to allow a new sheet of habits, 
I come from a broken home...

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Behold the lamb of God is born this day!
In a manger warm with beddings of hay.
Where beasts inhabit and drop their waste,
fit for none else...

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