Binned Poems - Poems about Binned

... To the skies...cries of have we sinned..the seasons spinned...winter grinned as before it’s really beginned...spring’s been sneakily binned.. That bitter wind does cheekily blow...delivers tingl......

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...BINNED time out ok......

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... keeper of the house, the toilet sparkler, the bowl pristine inside and out ready to be esteemed. the sink’s polished white, the grime and dust, binned. the shower, scoured, rinsed, repeat......

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...‘One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.’ - Sophocles, Oedipus at Colonus While we’re in the vertiginous first throws of being in love, Cupid......

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...A waste paper basket, a trash can, a bin Whatever you call it, some things won’t stay in The things that you write Long into the night May make, when discarded… one hell of a din * ......

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...In skies of blue, oh what a sight! The cherry sun hung very bright, my eyes closed basking in its light, my cheeks burned from its fiery bite. Its hot rays wrapped me from behind. Soaked in sw......

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...Get me out of my head, it's getting tight and cramped in here A sought solution for remorse and unexplainable fear. Thoughts interwoven with sadness come to the fore As the brain tries to compu......

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...All our lives have many a storm such is its effect whatever the wind we are blown away by its force as one seeks the storm to be binned Accepting storms is part of life learn well how you over......

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...One-Out One-in To Do Too much to do? Much more than few? Only add one in When one out binned.......

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... "Heart" Deep fissures formed in the cracks of the nowhere place where time leeched bleeding claret through the green veined blues protean bit by bit the flesh ......

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...Slow down!  by Viv Wigley The first week of September, still no sign of Halloween, a shop window full of Christmas cards the second I have seen. By the time my Pumpkin's binned and fake spi......

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...The Last Chance was like a gunshot, A Digger who met Artemisia almost like nought, It moved, it flowed, It conquered the lands of Romans Binned with a flick of a finger in a sentence Tapped on a......

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...I wrote a poem, it was long winded, but I'm posting this one, because I binned it, and as it went, it was an accident, and with the bin full of goo, save that poem I wouldn't do.......

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...dawn a flash of light summer sun escaped the clouds a blink in time sparrows twittering fledgelings begging to be fed a watchful cat warm westerly breeze consolation for no sun th......

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...The Bible says we are all made in God's image, in every way we're a match, so why can't I reach part of my shoulder blades from above or below for a scratch? The Good Lord resides in the Heavens ......

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