Best Pore Poems

I can see a sunny day
The air is crisp and clear and warm
It permeates my skin
Infusing every single pore
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Tears trace ebony stains across the smooth skin on your cheeks.
Early morning thoughts in early morning darkness,
clouds of confusion and pain fog your mind.
Life, so...

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Blood of Christ did seep from every pore
as in Gethsemane he knelt to pray.
Who can know the suffering He bore?

He struggled; to His Father he...

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F eeling the urge to play
L ingering looks of coy wanton
I ridescent abandon
R adiating from every pore
T antalising conversation
I mitating movements 
N ervous stimulation
G ame...

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Regardless of whom is… 


Aching, my pen moves, lines hold in place
words found wandering about my heart
Ink dries with tear drop accuracy, streaked
forming in versed...

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Don’t Look Behind You


From swamp I lifted from an arm
But collapsed to pitiful puddles
And ground my fist in slush
As I heard their voices
Drag at thus
And...

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Sitting in the stillness
Of early morning light
Freed again from darkness
That bleeds on through the night

Leaves from summer rustling
As soft gentle breezes blow
Colored by cool autumn...

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Laying her back on the wall of her prison
Why was it different
It hurt more
Shocked more
Chest heavy
Grief affecting her
This terrible ache consuming every pore
Harder to swallow
It...

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blank-faced the page calls
each pounded pore of rice waits 
brush tips dance on pointed toe 
or fall like curtains
stark poser of questioned light
much more is...

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Anxiety creeping like flooding water
Soaking into every crack and pore
Washing away the hope you may desire
Leaving you searching for a shore

leashing, grasping and ripping the...

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(Re Old Poems)



 
A gaggle of girls lounging in the sun,
In the green grass many pairs of legs, stretched out
clad in their blue jeans.
My old...

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With wistful EYES I watched him RISE;  the dawning sun
Aloft, he TREAD, golden wings SPREAD, and day had begun
Above the GLADE, he was robed...

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I am the wind 
beneath the 
sparrows wings 
as it heavenly sings.
I am the single rose 
sitting in a barren land.
I am the the lions...

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I've still not healed from you
You're in my blood, my veins
You've seeped in every pore of me
A plague upon my brain
You make me hot like...

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Silent tears forever falling; 
Silent tears on life's deaf shore.
Treasured memories wrapped in sorrow;
Treasured memories never more.   

Love's frail arms outstretched and reaching,
across...

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