Best Layaway Poems
Intenstinal Gratitude...The “forthcoming” backtracks on dilly-dallied whispers.
They place verbal down payments on layaway,
Incomplete soul mates
Running on muted slow dances
Blanketing their pain
“Oh, how I ......
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Categories:
layaway, conflict, confusion, life, lost
Form:
Free verse
Amassed...Amassed bulging clouds
Dashing enmity fusion,
generously hovering
In jellylike kneaded layaway
Mysterious noir over
Prairies quietly resting
Suddenly trapped under
Vicious wind’s X rated
Y......
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Categories:
layaway, angst, nature, war,
Form:
ABC
I, Who Am Nothing...I drink too much
to get your images out of my head
but with no such luck
so i kept drinking instead
and with dread
I'd wake up with no recollection
but still your memory comes
in quite a large coll......
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Categories:
layaway, abuse, addiction, anger,
Form:
Christmas Blitz...WHITE glistening snow
WHITE dove
DOVE of love
DOVE of purity
PURITY of intention
PURITY of child's innocence
INNOCENCE lost
INNOCENCE price was paid
PAID by charge
PAID by layaway
LAYAWAY i......
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Categories:
layaway, christmas,
Form:
Blitz
Morning Prayer...As I stepped out into the morning dew,
the rooster was crowing as roosters will do.
Then I sat down on an old oak log
and down at my feet sat Jeb my old dog.
As the Sun rose up I said to t......
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Categories:
layaway, blessing, god, prayer,
Form:
Rhyme
What's Dead is Dead...
After checking the Sears and Roebuck and Montgomery Wards catalogs until their pages were torn and faded, we took one last look at the sales ads in the local newspaper, donned our socks and sandal,......
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Categories:
layaway, poetry,
Form:
Haibun
The Magic Nickel...One day, not so long ago, when I was out playing with my dog Ruff, I met a very old woman. She looked very tired and poor. Her clothes were worn and kind of ragged. Her shoes had holes in them. She w......
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Categories:
layaway, children, cute, fantasy, mother
Form:
Prose
..Artistic Meriment Manifestations.....Marble hatched haven communes; helixicly hewn canvas' brushed within
Acidulous acrylics of adumbrated conjectual forms....
Spawn tipped dippings upon the collateral cliffs edging these, layaway......
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Categories:
layaway, life, love, passion, people
Form:
Remember When...Remember back when black people were friends because we only
had each other then
Back when we wore butterfly collar shirts platform shoes and mini skirts
when the press and curl was in and weari......
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Categories:
layaway, black african american, community,
Form:
Free verse
This Year, Underneath the Tree...
This Year, Underneath the Tree
By Rick Rucker
This year, underneath the tree,
Presents all around,
But, the one that can’t be found,
The one, that means the most to me,
Your Love, which yo......
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Categories:
layaway, love,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Thanksgiving Is Just That...It's funny how we associate things. They become one with each other. Who can imagine an Easter without the bunny, or losing a tooth and not being paid a visit by the tooth fairy. And Christmas wou......
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Categories:
layaway, holiday, easter, thanksgiving, food,
Form:
Narrative
Pop Culture...Have I ever mentioned the way it is in life sometimes; my own meager thoughts!?
This Pop Culture, that has always lain at the forefront of transitories transcendence
An everflowing river which ......
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Categories:
layaway, hope, life, love, life,
Form:
The Best Parts of Time Never Pass Us By...Where does time go
When time drifts by so slow
How does one really know
How to stop this ongoing picture show
When days get lost in the haze
How is it possible to capture a rainbows craze
Tha......
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Categories:
layaway, confidence, deep, encouraging, imagination,
Form:
Narrative
Electrified Fence...I hope you're aware what you're doin' --
Got a bad feeling you're not
We may be headin' into ruin --
Maybe lookin' at the Doomsday clock
When that end-times gong chimes out,
Who will come to y......
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Categories:
layaway, allegory, angst, corruption, death,
Form:
Lyric
When I Was a Kid...My clothes came from
K-mart.
They were on layaway
Until school starts.
We would go out to eat,
Every now and then.
We would chill out when
Our parents would count to ten.
A trea......
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Categories:
layaway, growing up, growth,
Form:
Rhyme