Best Tissue Paper Poems

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Her Autumn

Salt and pepper hair in wisps and thin,
criss cross lines on brow and round the chin
Eyelids lower like the setting sun
resting pools of blue,...

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Mini, musical meowing, eight weeks old, smaller than
Icicles hanging from the porch, she slips into the
Snowbanks, a frock of fluffed-out fur, dashes in, nestles on
Tissue...

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Forever as I fall

Upon this land of evergreen,
lone of seeded desperate aching
formed in shadows of lattice’d phrase

Poetic pleasures a’ cast the trees
Echoing…calling…beckoning,
as your voice it...

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were it was hollowed within
the crumpled tissue paper
thrown onto the filth
drowned on truth...

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Face Down 

Fragile, this existence,
love...
parading by-

As days count and storm clouds rise...
Beneath me on the pavement 
lie the shards
of what I once was, what could...

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Life Eternal 


Her fingers were speckled like 
brown chickens eggs. 
They felt both hard and soft, 
sticks in tissue paper. 
Her veins were ruptured; rivers...

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Eddie was a braggart,
At least we thought as much.
His lower lip was loaded, 
A three finger dip of snuff…
My mind said, “I think not.”

And...

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Many are the boyhood fantasies gazing into a cozy winter's blaze,
Or watching vagabond clouds scudding on lazy summer days,
Or in deep reverie with glazed eyes...

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On A Nail


Dust pan on a nail.
Worn out burgundy sofa in the corner.
A scratched window pane 
and empty liquor bottles.
Bruised black banana in a brown...

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"Candy Girl" - 2



He had been watching her from the far end of the Ice Bar, where he was sitting propped up on an ice...

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Bulky trunk but slender limbs,
The contour described as a 'lemon on match-sticks',
The full-moon face and the neck plump,
The rounded shoulders and a 'bufello hump',

The pursed...

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Looking back at the Earth, I can't really describe how beautiful it is from 300 miles up. Looking down, you can tell it's a planet....

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The Easter Bunny left some eggs.
Hard hollow chocolate sweets.
A wicker basket holding them
still packaged bright and neat.

The tallest treat a solid bunny.
The basket handle touching.
Two...

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