Bounced Poems - Poems about Bounced

... “Life” Sat here in this god-damned courtroom, unable to move backed into the corner by kangaroos no escape from the ill-informed baptised in their five minutes of ......

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... He breezed in after a whirlwind tour of the local pubs. Feeling muggy, he drifted up the stairs like a silent mist, but was greeted with an isobar across the back of the head. An icy stare ......

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... I stood on edge of stream crystal clear and cobbled, with stones jagged and rough, smooth flat and rounded. How could this rumbled jumble or rocks and gravel have got there? Which stone was t......

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...I was married, but to me, it wasn’t marriage. It was poverty-induced— a fate sealed by hunger and silence. I was an orphan, taken in by my mother’s brother— the uncle who accepted that I cou......

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...(Sam Trio stands at the mic, snaps fingers lightly, takes a drag on a Marlboro, and smiles to the crowd) Dig this, we’re going back in time, way back to the smokey jazz clubs and cool sounds and jazz......

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...It is not but a tiny ball of yarn I say as I roll it around in my hand then throw it away. The littlest furball sees it and squalls a hiss which made her mother even twitch. She pounced and rolled a......

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...Brown face is a strainer for tears Like lace they fall poetic to all A ribbon of red bloody fears You still call but I no longer talk What occurred is reality set in I’m no longer your prison......

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...Her smile, the softly ringing bells of her laughter, the newly discovered talismans against encroaching death. The delicate light, faint but growing, that first lit and warmed her own glowing frec......

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...Bouncy jouncy lemon cake Made by grandma who loved to bake Rolled into balls, it bounced fine We did not like lemon, orange or lime......

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...2025.4.14. I have started writing diary since May last year. Eventually, my diary's style, transformed to poem like. After five months of losing friendship with BB, By the end of the year, I r......

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...It’s one in the morning. I zoomed into Lisa’s room and threw myself on the bed where she lay reading in a near virtuoso, Fosbury flop. She bounced, jostled by my mechanical bed wave. “I hate goo......

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...Standing under the hot sun The sand of the beach singing melodies of tingling to my toes I watched your summer body as the sun kissed it Running away from the waves of the ocean Your curves a......

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... You must not be a teacher my dad said A teacher can’t afford a loaf of bread So I just bounced all around From job to job, town to town Got a teaching job af......

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... An idea was imprisoned in such a bind It bounced about within the precincts of the mind What did it mean I heard you say I didn’t know about it right away For it was not alone in there An......

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...digital, it was real Whenever I went online, I felt happiness down my spine. Profile picture and name was fake and stuff, first they started accusing me for it rightfully, but they must've ......

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