Bristled Poems - Poems about Bristled

...As he spoke of life he bristled A soft rustiness in his voice Calling you to listen While challenging you not to Those who listened seemed pleased Those who didn’t seemed confused Both unable......

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...The bristled Heart Crafted symphony, unkempt words Bristle the fragile heart, Like a cat she walks gently But gives a deafening roar; A heart tender and calm could take no more. A sudden rus......

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... The fox slopes warily into the garden, a sapphire dawn overlay's and sheens his form. He trots across a snow powdered clearing head low, electric whiskers seeking trace and track. Crystall......

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...The lair aglow with brightness now she saw the Dragon clear; Immense in form and stature with a grin from ear to ear; From nose to tail smooth skin of black his fiery eyes alert; He strutted, bris......

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...I think that I shall never see A bug as ugly as a flea . A flea whose chewing mouth is prest against the doggie’s hairy chest. A flea that bites the beast all day, And lifts its bristled legs......

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... “Milk of Roses” Milk of Roses was her scent and great bouquets of baby's breath moving messages that blew across hearts underneath the bones and skin of breast ......

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...I think that I shall never see A bug as ugly as a flea. A flea whose chewing mouth is prest against the doggie’s hairy chest. A flea that bites the beast all day, And lifts its bristled legs to ......

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...Adopted early after birth Replanted back into the earth From small to tall, a tiny root Withstanding all and resolute It whispered and it whistled Every wind song that it knew It's verdant ne......

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...|SEVEN MINUTES UNTIL OUR DEMISE {"Seven minutes left; the insistent buzz in my skull would never abrogate, it preserved on being continuously strenuous. My whacks on the veneer of the tiles went......

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... (1) I was frightened in the dark; my panic heightened tonight by eerie carved faces that left me teary eyed in the park I froze when I heard ev......

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...Will wonders never cease!? Alternately titled: Last of the fluff belonging to a Mohican Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe. Any resemblance between said unnamed individual and living persons ......

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...In hushed greenhouses, a marvel grows, A pilgrimage for those who know: A rose unmarred by nature's thorns, Its beauty is pure, as morning dawns. I dreamed of its stem, a silken cord, Coiled g......

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...It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and g......

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...You cut the rivers in half bulldozed the banks edge bristled the green trees and threw florid ladies into the vetch your old winkles falling into shredded paper your conversation not always edi......

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...In time when night turned to dawn, I could see, It all appeared like sheer fantasy. Light-hearted, I put on my office hat, And hurriedly in my horse carriage sat To drive away myself to sink ......

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