Bookish Poems - Poems about Bookish

...Roadwork noises by my window Fertilize with stones my thoughts I got used to live in limbo In the realm of bookish gods So I’m punished with the sounds And delighted when it’s quiet They are......

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...The very abridged version recounting untold tragicomic storied life of Matthew Scott Harris I led a boring life. The end. All joking aside, now the epilogue. As a bookish fellow born Januar......

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...Giant heart, relentless kindness to all she imparts Intelligent, bookish, fashion-smart, Leader, plants her trail with dedicated grace and flair—so you'll follow. Laughter, as tuneful as the airs......

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...I feel honored, and flattered to acquaint myself (a married youthful looking sexagenarian solitudinarian from southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania), yet feel awkward at jump/kick starting a r......

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...Bully me, yours truly never ordained, gifted, or blessed with mien mean characteristic evoking, jump/kickstarting, representing, nor zapping friend or foe courtesy fiery intimidation if anythi......

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...Back approximately half my life ago dissociative disorder if qualified to self diagnose mein kampf psychological state... I lacked emotions where others concerned. That refrain replayed it......

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...Argh, I ne'er got muffin top before - why now!? Once upon a time yours truly did allow himself to consume anything in sight eats of mine in the mein included an assortment of chow. Impossib......

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...Toddlers' Exploration: Cardboard drum and a thunderous beast With playful roars in tiny fists and feasts. Fleeting wings glide to dreams just out of reach Soaring through tales of barny......

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...(a poem in genZ slang) square-up marys, It’s junior year, in the ivie, we’re gambling for big-chips. so gambate, do-it-big! It's time, buck-up or labron. if you bunny rouble homeski......

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...Whoami? Within following figurative nutshell: Yours truly just a fluke of the universe worming his way hook, line and sinker thru the meandering time stream, which current speeds up the older I......

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...Old cotton knee-Lenths smell; an old book of poetry smell, Unseen socks between the matrass and the ground floor of nowhere, where discarded apparel through the ages, molders unread. Daily w......

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...Hebrews war We see them breaking every law of criminal conduct like it should be an everyday occurrence We are told by the eminent Jordan Peterson, that the people, from the back and beyond Turke......

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...Book characters become a part of us --like friends-- or so it seems We may not meet them on the street but perhaps, sometimes, in dreams.........

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...II. Now Reg was good at pressing flesh, always had a gift for the gab, in twenty minutes the locals treated him like the best friend they had. He bought some drinks, but not too much, did not......

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...My mother - Subash Khanal My mother wakes the morning every day The horizon with the sun rises with her smile The birds get forage before the sun comes up All domesticated get fed before sh......

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