Burlap Bag Poems - Poems about Burlap Bag

...On a cool, crisp mid-October morning, the sweetness of apples flavors the air. And a chevron of geese honk their warning that Winter is coming; stay if you dare. I loved picking apples,......

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...It was only a Guinea pig, people eat them. Peruvian mountain folk do not have to starve, there’s no dearth. Many are bred for their special coats of course: the Slinky, the Peruvian, the Abyssini......

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...Insomnia- the madman napping in the attic. Alarm clock set for a second past the ogre's hour... His greasy head resting on a burlap bag. Filling with ferrets and rats-firecrackers for teeth. T......

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...I see an Army combat friend who stands alone in dim-lit shadows of a street-lamp's yellow glow. A shared piece of history has now arrived to tweak and trick my troubled mind. I gaze through dust......

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...A pair of new shoes in the thrift store, the old shoes would shuffle away from them if they could. A ragged man struggles carrying a large plasma screen in outstretched arms. He is walking i......

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...It’s only a Guinea pig, people eat them, the cattle don’t complain. Peruvian mountain folk do not have to starve, there’s no dearth. Many are bred for their special coats of course: the Slinky, ......

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...Ole Tom Willy ......

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...We are clinging and clanging all over this morning-night, Fearlessly making every noise we can, Trying to wake up the day. And it is only three a.m. I am inanimate. How do I know that? Cannot ex......

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...Needle by needle The tunes for the fiddle Press by press The pink caress The up and down The silky gown Sideways too The silky hue The muslin sheen The fluid violin The orange sun ......

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...She was wearing her green satin dress, soft and silky; often, she would touch the fabric to caress, she was sleek elegant with skin milky. On a park bench she was reading, a bo......

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...There she was back at her after-school job Stashing away all she could for college Always in her scruffy jeans and soiled blouse Peeling potatoes from a burlap bag Every weekend missing out on ......

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...Once upon a time. She came with a dirty drill and bore a hole in my skull. I was aware but didn't feel a thing. She must have slipped a clove of ill intent. Into my green tea dream. What she ......

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...Pt.1 Another dawn, another beginning of filling the hours of the day with despair and mundane longing to forget my troubled past. Each day my mind is pulverized with agonizing memories of days......

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...Future Generations Pass (Life of Martha and Gracie) Martha started out, as a little girl, to understand her world In an underworld, kept behind a wall forever, for her protection T......

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...-Bunny Hole- by:SKAT hidden muddy home dirty paws, good boy' good boy! yummy with carrots :) ---------------------------- -Unwanted Fluffiness- by:PD Big Brown Burlap Bag drop Bunnies down By t......

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