Boyish Poems - Poems about Boyish

... Foppish fringe flutters..pianist tendrils tinkling.. Flitter finessing leathery fruits.. Caressing..stitched dreams tickled & tailored.. Swing..swerve in clandestine cahoots… Curve…vo......

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... Dope boundary rope tropes…fans hopes..Ollie copes..thick skin…will find the strength within…ignores the din…as Pope unleashes that boyish grin.. Can hear Freddie and David…ddddd..Under Pressure…......

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...For Aunt Carolyn, in memory of Uncle Dennis They were just teens outside a gift shop door, He said, "Come on, Darling, let’s go explore." With a wink and a grin, and her hand in his, They stepp......

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...Just name the day, and I will be there. This morning, the notification bells woke me up. With sleep still in my eyes, I reached for my phone. The tone lingered from that text in my ear: "......

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...Tall and willowy she stands out from all the other women; her face most expressive when the choir sings a song. "Out on the Mira, on warm afternoons..." her voice blends so easily, a tone clea......

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...Galore of buzzfeeding, needling and scamming female hustlers... with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise alive and well seeking gullible guys (once upon a time just like me), who experiences......

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...Cold is the tittering of befitted feet Cold is the meagre meanders of falling fractals Cold is the twinge of bitter blues upon reeling retreats Cold is the roiling retch of frostbitten flesh Col......

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...In the Court of The Fisher King, He sits ceaseless, and unyielding. So weep his wounds and sores to the e'er senescent march of mortal ages. A King enshrined in stone, no bait upon that sim......

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...Did Cupid get it wrong with his arrow when he took a shot at me? Could he see that I was a saddened girl dreaming of someone to love me? Was he up there just sitting upon his cloud, looking down, an......

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...Prometheus by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch obscure Your heavens, Zeus, with a nebulous haze! and, like boys beheading thistles, decapitate oak......

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...She sat unnoticed in the corner, Strumming her guitar with quiet fervor. Her name was called, and like a spark, She ran toward us, youthful and stark. Her hair, untamed, yet free with flair, A......

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... Through many centuries in time Our paths meet once again The time is different and though the face has changed Yet those clear blue eyes still remained. The boyish grin that always made me s......

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...Trapped in handcuffs that is your fury, you sentence me to where we first met; no further investigation for you make up the jury. Justify my rights to be countered into a threat. Leave me t......

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..."I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings Hello my dearest darling, it was our time to wake, The rustic rooster had already roused my re......

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...In this vast land called Lancer, Arrive in town the two sons of Murdoch Lancer. Scott the blue eyed golden haired son Who could capture a young girl's heart. Johnny who with his dark hair Myster......

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