Best Cheekbone Poems

Dream

My mirrored reflection silently speaks

You honor me with your vulnerability
Your scars of life
Your unhealed wounds of betrayal

Dream journals tattoo your body
Your open arms of desire call to me

With eyes closed I sense
Whispers of your silky wings
Fluttering against smeared panes of glass
Separating us in the night

Your...

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Silence swarming with noise
Sounds blasting, like a war
Penetrating proof of the clamorous
Blare, blaze, flaming craze
Hues of doubt pouring out on the calm
Darkness sinking into the heart
Hushing the sigh, the breath, rhythmic
Beating of a song, like the tear
Sliding helplessly along the cheekbone

This is the silence, the...

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YESTERDAY
Tears dripping down as I watch my baby suffer in silence,
for this afflicted disease has no understood known cure-
I can handle family disputes, madness and worldly violence,
but losing my precious baby girl I just cannot endure.
Without my sweet Lily I’d lose everything secure.


TODAY
Tears shedding without...

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Under the oak tree, next to the river,
With NONHLANHLA my sweet rose.
I look at her lips and the big blue eyes.
I take her hand gently and bring it close to my lips 
I place my hands lightly around her waist, oh so sweet
I wrap my...

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HARRY THE BREAKER
Harry galloped through the Mulga           (13% protien animal tucker)
On a game horse Bunga Din
The Brumbies galloping on Tolga
Were yarded with a grin
Every station had a well fed horse
A bit too mean to ride...

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My heart's chart is a one line
the machine screams and bleeps
A part of mine has gone
Apart it has torn even the spine
couldn't stand alone ,your breath is what keeps
my lungs inhale and even my cheekbone
is weary ,floods of blood my eye weeps
"I miss you" my...

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Virtual Fantasy
              by Odin Roark

So innocent they
But three years old
Wanting parent look
Upon their face

First on paper
Crayon scribbles
Then long waits
Yearly Halloween
And make-believe 

Come paint-on tats
Just like mommy daddy
On leg
Neck
Heart

Then to legal age innocence
Crow’s...

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Delilah is a temptress with the magic of allure,
but special potions or devices aren’t required by her.

Women notice (enviously) her flawless skin so fair
and the unusual style of her lustrous long sleek hair.

She walks into a restaurant, a club, or any place. . . ....

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Piercing my heart:

Her nose-pin twinkles at me,
Her lip-ring smiles at me,
Her dark eyes make me lust,
Leaving everything like rust.
Her cheek-piercings make fake dimples,
Fake eyelashes arise ripples,
Inside my heart.
She is a prostitute from Havana,
I first met her in a sea-side cabana,
On my head, she fastened a...

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I was beaten into silence as a young
child from my father's brutalizing rage
and psychological torture.

When I was 5, a man exposed himself, to me
I ran fast terrified, no words spoken.

When I was 21 my boyfriend said, “I’m going to 
F-Up your pretty face so no...

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I stand here in front of a fractured mirror
Tracing veined lines and blemished pores,
That in my  waif-like outline  I dream
About spring’s young complexion…ripe   virginal 
The glint of nubile aura humbling dawn's luster.

Pity this lady; she’ll never understand
How her portraits  are...

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Prithee how could i describe thee
You are the morning glory, beauty and virtue,
Mind and soul symbolically personify
Your image send relief to ease my longing soul,
I can hear your silence subdue lonely voice
Whispering, calling me to your fathomness
To behold the voluptuousness, vigorousness and graciousness
In inviting sensuous...

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I like to pretend this is just another hand-me-down story by my grandmother,
another black and white 1950’s photograph tucked away in a shoebox,
that the first time 
a glass of whiskey scorched through the cataract of his veins
never spilled onto my face like a test tube...

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Walking slowly up to the water,
 Waves consume her feet, 
The cold ocean takes away the breath from her lungs, 
Thoughts of life without him, 
Haunts her daydreams, 
Moving slowly in to the ocean,
 Holding in the scream that wants to break free,
 Has the...

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Unassuming spider makes his web on a tree
It is small but to me
It is a special key
For it reflects web of life therefore destiny

With spider web basking in star light
Or in the morning as above it birds take flight
Covered by dew like moon’s tears to...

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