Blotches Poems - Poems about Blotches

...I heard echoes of scurrilous snarls, from my conscience as it spoke contemptible remarks aimed at me. What shame those words delivered. "Fatuous one, why does your hand quiver, mimicking the ......

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...Towards the thaw As the days of spring are here, I should be happy having made it through the winter. The April breeze brings regret, remembering what had been pushed aside, no, I was no mother’......

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...Blaggard blaming the blond bloke for his blight: Blablabla, bluster and bleat, blathering Blob, your blue blood bleeds blotches on a black Blossom. Blaspheme, blabber—I blast your bluff.......

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... My skin has become like sandpaper Blotches showing up everywhere A pimple resides at the end of my nose Some areas have unwanted hair What 's happening to this body of mine Seems i......

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...Look at the clouds in the sky above Puffy, vaporous, fluffy stuff, Ephemeral, illusionary, ever-changing A moving mass, reshaping before our eyes. Billowing blotches spreading like ink on blotti......

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...The Lady of the Night Alone, Luna dominates the sky, glowing from Sol’s reflected light. Her mares, dark blotches set against the white light. She is the queen of the night sky, full face pro......

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...The morning's tide of light filters through low-hanging branches outside the window entering a room to spread across wrinkled skin covered in brown blotches on the arms of an old man lyin......

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...• Don't be shy • Have a bite • You're new here • So it's only right • Bare your fangs • Sink them in • Pay no mind to the blotches on the skin • Feel free to taste the blood drawn • I......

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...There lies the remains of the day stiff and clammy cold, in rigor mortis. Did it die of its own accord? Is the killer still at large? Did it die accidentally when no one cared? What were you and......

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...pitter patter drips drops and plops blathers blatters splatters sploshes and drips bitter twitter twatters and twaddles, flips and flops chitter chatter babbles clapt......

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...Boomers from here to anon, What turned us all on? Our blue jeans of love, Marched for peaceful doves, Sun baking for brown. Skin blotches do cast frown, Our denim survives, Silvers staying al......

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...Vancouver looks flooded from this bridge I see one lone brave water skier rounding a curve It is November, but there are no biting wind chills It is unrecognizably warm for Thanksgiving week th......

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...Was it worth Butchering the butterflies We gave each other? Were they not Pretty enough? Or were they just too fragile For your unstable world? Your world of Mismatched jigsaw puzzl......

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...Vancouver looks flooded from this bridge I see one lone brave water skier rounding a curve It is November, but there are no biting wind chills It is unrecognizably warm for Thanksgiving week th......

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...“Life is a mystery. Everyone must stand alone.” -Madonna Life can’t be known in its entirety, It seems to hide a part of its face, We can’t mirror its race, We c......

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