Callused Poems - Poems about Callused

...Strange how everything evolves except love it just comes in one sweet-fleeting flavor- Hate and destruction have evolved We went from clubs, bow and arrow to a fetish for nuclear diseases. If ......

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...I mend fence for a living, but I ain’t fixed the one that matters. The wire stretches out like a scar across this land, and most days, my hands don’t feel like mine anymore... callused, cracked......

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...Sure as stars shined she stumbled. Falling. A fierce lightning rod flickering wild sparks. Put the appetite front and center. Boss map. Hard hands callused to the bone, dialed in. T......

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...Beneath a callused skin of light the hunched and mustered clap a prayer between a leaking sight. It is the earth that mourns itself, whether baldly thrown or loamy laid the silent soil repaint......

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... the air reeks of stale coffee and ink-stamped lies, judges sit like smug kings, smirking over lives they'll never live, dismissing truth with a gavel's cough. innocent men shuffle like cattle......

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... My tongue curls in on itself, an unreasonable fist too stubborn to unclench. Pulling punches, muscle memory it never owned, saves what little flesh hasn’t folded to thicker skin in the game. ......

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...His once smooth, light, tender hands Now callused, rough and worn. The veins that once were hidden now Protrude as purple strands. Baby skin, now savage wounds Display how muc......

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... The scene you render, serene and sublime, Awakens a longing, untouched by time. Symbolic and sweet, your desires so true, My soul aches for the soft touch of you. Perchance an angel from re......

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...Oh! Angel that brought my sight to the light of this world How can I express my sorrow seeing you torn to pieces? How can I catch the bullets that hit every strand of your vein I haven't express......

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...Into the dark corners of desire, long left standing upon the un-swept floor of secret yearning have I strived to press your memory away. Which over time of endless days and with a heart now ......

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...The day you passed Empty is my heart, full is my mind: filled with what ifs the Shoulda Woulda could have been. Cold nights now, no longer enthralled by your raw essence saltiness after shave and m......

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...after Ho Chi Minh I The stone basin holds still water. The still water drinks the arid sponge as rays of pure energy slake their thirst on the ebon wings of crows II Ya......

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...The volcano leveled then a great wind blew the rest away. Early humans came late. They had callused soles and rough hands they knew how to dig, run and hide. When the flood came they were ......

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...I couldn't be prouder than the day you were born my beautiful little miracle your tiny fingers curled over mine your pretty eyes captured me and melted me I loved you then and every day s......

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...[super sonnet] My folks are from Magilligan, it's said— a stretch of windy green beside the sea, where, from the rocky bluffs, a quilt is spread of emerald grass, where trolls and faeries be. ......

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