Buckram Poems - Poems about Buckram

...She can touch me, reach in with an inward and knowing finger, stir my senses, entice, until I know for sure that the dead and the living, are timeless. When her love steals my mind away '2......

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...A raw red crater of hunger; the clacking tongue a buckram spear shaken at all comers. The gulls mouth is the gull, the gullet is the gull the torso, the snowy pale blue plumage, that dark und......

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...A red raw gape, a crater of hunger, the clacking tongue a buckram spear shaken at all comers. The gulls mouth is the gull, its avian body only a winged engine for that open maw, a perfect bow......

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...Back then, time ticked loudly, clocks ran faster than chipmunks. Young bones were fueled by green grenades, I needed speedbumps for my brain. Mother said that If I lived to be a man I would be a......

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...guileless in my green days i climbed to the tip of my toes to hear a tree and the wind clap a rat-a-tat code outside my casement window i was a follower then of minuscule choirs small voices no......

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...Like all things related to screwballs and misfits I was born looking for a word inside a clock. Back then, time ticked loudly, clocks ran faster than chipmunks. Young bones were fueled by gr......

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