Best Chafing Poems

He stood on the street corner
Having a much needed smoke
Somehow we got chatting
And he told me a joke 
And i started laughing
The way that you...

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It is in the grey of icy evenings
When those dimly-lit wishes seem to fade,
A bitter nip, a woe this season brings
The chafing of hope's ardor,...

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I held the stumbling humanoid,
Standing on two feet, scared as an alien
I am his cradle and his playground
Even before he was named *****Sapien.

Watched him...

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*Note: This is a tale of honor in which the protagonist refused to tell his lady a truth which would have broken her heart, so...

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? ...GONE... ?

I never knew until that moment how bad it could hurt
To lose someone you never really had,
Days can be tough and at times...

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I held the stumbling humanoid,
learning to stand on two feet- scared as an alien.
I was his cradle and his playground—
even before he was called Homo...

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I sat,
Silently watching a spider crawl up the pristine white wall,
Wondering where it had come from,
Wondering where it was going.

The straps from the straight jacket...

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Dawn awakens, lets yawn red searing sigh,
summer steams sweltering sweating sunlight.
Street's hot bed of coals smolders in July,
temperatures torch with tropical smite.

Haze humid stir-frying Bronx...

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You wear no capes, no fancy bracelets
No super powers to be your shield.
And yet you are, by far, the bravest
Of souls I’ve seen amongst the...

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Querulous Shoe


    I'm all worn 
   out. Would you 
   look at my heel? 
   She...

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I don’t know how I should speak of you.	
Love of my life, my soul’s companion soul, 
A breath and heartbeat indispensable as mine,
Yin to my...

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 Eyes,
tainted
by snow flakes
of damp memoirs;
spiky frostbites chafing her irises.

Drained lids quiver on a funeral trail
lacing sharp ache;
iced droplets
pierced like
flakes.



Andrea Dietrich's Contest
LEAF, FEATHER, SHELL or...

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regrets rise and fall 
chafing at the frayed nerve endings of a finite life,
unfolding like origami cranes around the neck of kamikaze pilots
chewing at the...

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chatter
continuous
banter which numbs the brain
chafing background noise that belies
patience and composure squandered away
meaningless, dreary remarks told
about nothing central
drifting weary
chatter


Tanya Harrington  ©  05-30-2012
Sound Of...

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It's all smoke and mirrors,
Cocooned in magenta mascara and lavender lace,
The ever-elusive ivory stag now backed into a corner,
Delighting in an artificial solitude's icy embrace,
Brandishing...

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