Break In Poems - Poems about Break In

A tangle of moss in the new gray dawn— Palm fronds whisper hush, hush— Waves shiver on the sand. The sea sighs like a tired dreamer. Fiddler crabs scuttle sideways in the hush— Sideways like folks around here, Slipping sideways in the hush. Behind ragged shacks, I stand. Smoke curls like a question mark. A rooster crows a single note of gold. Somebody’s frying fish,...

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How would you feel, If you went home today To find a strange creature Had entered your cave While you were away? How would you feel, If the door to your cave Had been kicked in by a kid Who just could not behave? Would you rumble and roar Or just rant and rave? You would you feel, If you looked in your bed To find sleeping...

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Through a break in the trees - Flows a tawny river - Sanding the rock endlessly As a peerless carver. The jungle is not seen In the murky water's face. The sky does not skim upon Its delicate countenance. It refuses the trees' approach. The rushing seeks to replace Tribulations...

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If cold callous hope eats your innards like wriggling worthless worms, trust in the Lord who will definitely warm your dissolute soul. For we all have sanguine expectations, bright prospects laced with confidence. And oft we rely on our self convictions, refusing help or never given spontaneously. We fly from hope to hope, like birds that search for the early worm. Only to find we've...

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Hello good people here I am A minor break in the action Things are relatively back to normal Almost to our satisfaction Lost no data, thanks to Poetry Soup In this age of techie type gadgets So dependant on a very thin line Our heads must be thoroughly checked We think this progress is the cat's meow Till a link in the chain gets...

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A BREAK IN THE CLOUDS As I walked out one winter day, I shivered in the ice and snow, My spirits at an all-time low December skies were dark and grey, Reflecting how I felt inside; The deep despair I could not hide. I viewed the future with dismay. All I could see was endless night, A tunnel with no end in sight. But then,...

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Mid-Day Break-In Was just about noon Normal sort a day Told someone new To come our way Suspected not a thing Blind to the more Had a good dead-bolt Lock'n my door I don't sparkle much Nothing to draw near I ain't real fancy So it would appear I had nothing to fear I try not to attract Nobody noticed before Besides, I had a good deadbolt Lock'n my door In some strange...

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Lights out No one about Alone we stand Object in hand Silently we move Ready to remove Items of wealth With stealth Window breaks Glass in flakes In we now go Time for the show...

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Smash of a broken lock Whispering, they talk Time, it seems to stop They’re in my house, They’re inside. Searching for some loot A tried and tested crew What damage they may do When they find us, They'll find us. Footfalls of the stairs They think I’m unaware That I would never dare Come out there, Go out there. Doors smash, they see my wife He brandishes a knife My shotgun roars...

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TAKING A BREAK IN KENYA ...

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I wait for the moment The night to fall Look up the sky Stars galore Nightingales call Its time to sing Forget all your pain Wash away your sins The moon feels alone As the whole city sleeps Out there somewhere A lonely soul weeps Forget all your pain Its time to sing Let new love come through the door Through the tears of joy Let...

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I was awake, but laid there on my pillow. The silence was so loud it muffled me. Fear draped me in the house where I dwell. The anguish, I just couldn’t deny. I heard a strange sound coming from my kitchen, Feet were slipping on the wet floor. I also heard the sound of the trap made of old foil, I...

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It's scarey and curvey and twisty and turny this carnivale ride in my head one minute up and the next minute down in all the confusion my soul soul starts to drown is it my fault is it even real to higher powers i appeal is this a storm that's inside my head or between the lines a story unsaid so often i feel a boot made a...

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bend or break in two no other possibilities either is your choice. (January 19, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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in the night my hair is a missing pugged out with no hair on my fear (fare) pillow who comes in the night is it you, you bad bad fellow to hit my pride, and show me weak~ or sit (set) me up with your lies to know my medical heal (heath) to change my soul...

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