Best Straps Poems

Sealing eyes of sky,
       Descend upon straps of light,
Dusk…now dreams the night......

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The Writer's Book Bag


     When I looked done,
     The bags were all around.
    ...

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.” - Khalil Gibran

I am a delicate deck of cards,
alabaster...

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Colorful flowers and spaghetti straps
And my flabby arms from seams overlap
    But the sundress still beckons
    It’s diet time,...

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A single red, heart-shaped balloon isn’t enough
So I splurge and buy fourteen adorned by cupid
I tie them to the chair of my beloved “Hot Stuff”
To...

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I would like to spill,
What is harbored in my soul.
I would like to say,
Things that no one really knows.
·
I’d apologize to you,
In a measurement beyond...

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Upon a fragile thread
Hangs the soldiers dream
Of surviving another day
On the battlefield of death
While on the other side
A young man straps on a bomb
Saying goodbye...

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a dizain

Admire her casting, lines of silky floss;
survey as artist drafts her masterpiece.
Enclosing space invisibly across,
then single-handedly, she will increase
the center parts to form unseen...

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All that time will do 
is install you
in comfortable stockings.

The wind howls away the years.
Foxes hunt even while we sleep.
The binding is broken.
The straps are...

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Running, running, get away,
move aside! I can't stay!

Time is gone and I must go
hurry now,  move too slow.

Heart is racing, pounding loud
press myself against...

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What is it to hear a poem?
Ears ajar.
Eyes focused.
Mouth shut.
I struggle to listen when such words cut open
my head and try to make a nest...

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Twas on the eve of Christmas and St Nick was feeling glum
because his leading reindeer had some problems with his tum.
With Dasher feeling poorly, Santa...

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JOE WHITE

Back in 1880 you will find, Joe White he was about.
The Brumby runner master mind. Of this I'll leave no doubt.
He took from Mugan...

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She was all that and much more
  The child with the smiles and the braids
    White dresses, friendly nods and compliancy
...

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She takes her wand a sugar cane long
And waves it in the air singing a song
She likes to make her heroic cape
From collard green leaves...

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