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Best Pincushion Poems

Below are the all-time best Pincushion poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of pincushion poems written by PoetrySoup members


The Pincushion
For decades you’ve used our bodies as your pincushion 
Poking, prodding, cutting, and killing. 
Forcing us to be your experimental subjects 
Scraping, shocking, drugging, and...

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Categories: pincushion, animal, drug,
Form: Blank verse



Premium Member Pincushion - Hiku
*Image of Pincushion Needle by Google.com

pincushion

hypodermic needles
ever searching for pain~~
finds me

2022 January 11
*1st Place*
A STRAND (1050)
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 January 13...

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© Hilo Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: pincushion, anxiety, courage, fear, pain,
Form: Haiku
The Obeah Woman
The Obeah Woman

Heavy musty air reeks with the Obeah Woman’s pungent perfume, 
sweat, burnt incense, bitter roots, and swirling black smoke,
dim light from a waning...

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Categories: pincushion, magic, mystery,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Echoes
I opened the sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pins and pincushion,...

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Categories: pincushion, 11th grade, courage, mother
Form: Haibun
Lens of Life
Can blackwater lilies 
sing forth sonnets 
of daylight and 
unsung those 
cacophonous notes 
of omen, which 
rhymed with 
sombre elixir 
of spruce rivulets and 
veiled...

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Categories: pincushion, angst, betrayal, death, emotions,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Treasure Box


"Treasure Box"

The etymologist considered "themselves" singular;

like a butterfly collector they pulled the pincushion 
out from the treasure box and proceeded to capture words
pinning them to...

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Categories: pincushion, muse,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Poem of Your Soul--Echoes
I open the sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pins and pincushion,...

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Categories: pincushion, courage, mother,
Form: Haibun
Premium Member Precious Moments Poetry Contest-Echoes
Most of my precious childhood memories center around my mother. She’s the reason why I’m alive, why I smile, and why I cry. The memory...

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Categories: pincushion, memory, mother, mother daughter,
Form: Haibun
Premium Member A Heavy Heart Sinks Deep Into The Sea
My battered razor cut tormented heart 
So tender so heavy and full of tears      
My heart sunk into the consuming...

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© Peter Dome  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: pincushion, absence, abuse, cry, fate,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member I Call My Ten Year Old
I Call My Ten-Year Old

I call my ten-year old
Hidden and secluded
Alive in death’s grasp
Unseen yet hovering
Unconscious, subterranean
Felt but not heard
Needles prick chin’s pincushion
Screams echo through
Heart’s...

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Categories: pincushion, anxiety, pain, recovery from,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Sewing Basket
Toothpaste
soap
candles
Matches
three dimes
small yellow rubber ducky
Dog treats
diet pills
red, white and blue buttons,
assortment of threads
rickrack
scotch tape
needles
missing bracelet
pincushion
measuring tape
Nails
stickers
temporary tattoos
Sewing box gone wild...

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Categories: pincushion, nonsense,
Form: List
Alone
The pain that hits the mind 
Gets more annoying 
Accompanied by physical 
Every moment gets weighty 
Each breath hard to take 
Yet something still wants...

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Categories: pincushion, sadpain,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Craft My Image
At seventy-plus, the top of my noggin is a barren landscape
that once grew a messy crop of auburn hair.
And yet, some scattered strands of grey
still,...

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Categories: pincushion, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Acupuncture Agony
Shivering with cold the patient reposed on the lightly padded table
Trying not to move for acupuncture needles were all over now-
in her arms, her feet,...

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Categories: pincushion, pain,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Soul Womb / the Guf
Not remembering you in joy 
how had this come to be?
No memories of you content,
no happiness to see.

No happiness for your whole life
though plenty filled...

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Categories: pincushion, caregiving, childhood, family, motherlonging,
Form: Lyric

Book: Shattered Sighs