Best Frayed Poems

two sneakers frayed  jeans sweatshirt with hood
thrown overnight on the floor
waiting lazily just  for 
another chance at glory
and story 
time fame...

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My blue, frayed Cubs cap
Here I hold you in my very own hands
As I look at this old, yet important cap
Many memories go back in many years

The first time I've received this cap
Was when my mother brought you home
As you were a brand-new cap
Bought from...

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Synchronized spirits sewn together by silver star strings
Like tethered twin flame torches touching, tinting
Beautifully braided bands of boundless bliss
Sensually seducing sacred sunlight, shining
Delicately dancing around disguised desire
Waxing, waning, wanting, wondering, wandering, withdrawing
Lustful luminary lingering, longing, lavishing love
Fearing freedom from fervency
Soulmates sleeping separately, sadly stifled
Why?
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Frayed Bell Ropes

Time

did not

disfigure   her

nor    disillusionment

disarm the strike of clapper’s tears

shed in the agony of renewed peace.

fraying bell ropes forgotten joy
calling
home


6/4/2017

submitted to – New Form – The BELL – Poetry Contest...

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she got on about three stops after I did 
I was sure she was conversant in ballet 
by the way she danced up the steps 
and delicately deposited her passage 
into the device next to the driver 

her fingers were disproportionately 
long and far too...

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Loose change with frayed ends,
my life feels snagged on acute bends.
Tangled threads surround me,
they seem to wind and bind me,
preventing freedom's trends.

I don't know how others do it.
Missing the rain when it hits.
My path does not stroll with their plans,
thus the way for me expands.
So...

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worn... 
    away...
   tattered...
          along...
               the ...
          ...

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~ Frayed ~

This hallo dimmed and faded…
The soul chipped and shaded…
Another fallen Angel on the ground…
Prayers are whispered in a silent sound…
A tumble from grace from a goal set high…
Now the vision is small in a crowed sigh…
I repair these wings but the color still...

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With blade sharp tongue his words stung
with the pain felt when funeral hymns are sung.
In a mournful voice, off key of course,
as was his choice in the way he spoke to me.

I was blind not to foresee
the dagger that soon would be
plunged deep into my...

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It is worn, patched, and tattered, frayed about the edges.  It has at times offered me adrenal ascendency, scared me out of my wits, challenged me to act, or to be still.  Its warmth has often failed me.  Its compass deviated from...

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in that dimly lit haze that brushes
the slippery side of a soul
we hide the silence of words and
the echoes of a soundless heart
that suffers when the garments of bones
becomes frayed beyond the condition of hope...

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Three to make it ok 
Three to make it go away 
Doctors have no cure
Of this they are sure 

People coming, people going 
Faces everywhere, none showing 
Pain and suffering
All a game of buffering

Masks of life worn 
Hearts torn 
What’s the use
Why take the abuse...

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frayed straw hat
hangs by the door
~ garden gloves patient



AP: 3rd place 2020

Posted on May 31, 2018...

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Frayed Baggage
                 by Odin Roark

Dreamt fields
Where wall-less interiors boast stunning views
Personal vistas of imagination
Requiring only attachments be left behind
The resentful
The angry
The baggage labeled heavy

For just as everyone can’t be
Who...

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Did today happen?
Did it really happen?
You sprang forth
Like a groundhog
From your cave
In the thick
Of summer's eve,
Seeking the sun
To cast your shadow;
So as to retreat
Once more;
But your cold
Fingertips warmed
And a slight red
Rosy on your cheeks
Glowed with a smile,
Laughter erupting
From the depths
Of your belly empty
Hibernation's toll,
And while...

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