Captious Poems - Poems about Captious

...fragments of memory cling to my skin like wet cigarette smoke - rumors of midnight rainstorms in the flashes of a gaudy neon sign. mangled wing unfurls like a twisted umbrella on a desolate hi......

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...you are not simply the inapposite that breaks you are the plague that destroys the rose the captious instrument that causes loss......

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...In my family, a convent in Lucerne, Switzerland loomed legend large. It’s name is “La Madone Noire” (the Black Madonna) and according to my mom, it is a “finishing school” where captious girls, who......

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...Mystical ghost of night Of pale death’s milky glow On sun’s life, contingent Neon-gray you sketch black Soothe the belligerent Mystical ghost of night How you shine subterfuge! As the captio......

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...Boss is always right! Yes, we do keep this in mind. But when we fight, we are always right! And that is the moment we need perfect words to impress and to win …no, we can’t afford to lose…for it bec......

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...Life is summoned to be a sorrowful joy Far above the twinkling stars Near the wrinkling earth Brighten by variety of life's and void Giving its parts as a path For roles of mans draft. Life ......

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... Total Surrender By: Tom Wright 3/10/98 An ignominious life I had lived, my surrender absolute. I now find no place for cessation, for Satan is so astute. A captious person I will......

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...I have a lot of enemies Who hate me through-and-through: They dare to disagree with me On what they ought to do. They push their narrow ways on me, And soon it may be you, By claiming we must t......

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...It’s just a terrible situation being so harsh and critical- A revealed capricious sensation from those who are hypocritical. Derogatory and unrespected with a loving environme......

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...An unsociable, ill bred, unrefined man. And his captious, callous, long-suffering, old spirit. Cadaverous and frail amidst the morning walk of thier land. Wheezing from the years of cylinder ember......

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...(for: Those who go by New Tarzan) We have heard many of those lofty tales; Of her toying with our golden rule: Of her flying strength across the roads, When some fawning dogs of buses come ......

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...Even before the arrival of the first snows, so brilliantly candid, we climbed mounts less dangerous than the Alps's; and we proudly chalked it up to our experience. Now the snowy cliffs with bouf......

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...I see so constantly the mother I wish not to be a trainwreck citing meat too lean malnourished and mis-wed by seventeen I am the feet that swell and sore under plum-bruised body and broken bac......

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