Cartons Poems - Poems about Cartons

...The distant cold hum of a refrigerated embryology. Morning eggs arrayed in their cartons, domed power-plants in laboratory-white. I crack a shell open, by cautious habit check for any tel......

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... What's happened to world serenity? It been trampled on and has run amuck, burned and wounded, ravaged by hate while people look on as though they're dumbstruck. The world has lost its identity......

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...AND THEN HE WAS GONE OFF THE COAST OF KISH ISLAND IRANIAN INTELLIGENCE A ROUND ABOUT OF DETAILS MOSTLY THE STARTLING FIVE PHOTOS OF BOB LEVINSON HOLD UP NOTES WHILE WEARING ATTIRE FROM GITMO REACHING......

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...Nail walking down the street Carrying a bagful to fix something For the master who owns my dreaming Storefronts lolling sidewalks asleep Night quiet jazz, Erie, PA The endless road breaking cart......

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...I am your basic product in demand I am on the market shelf discounted 50% off, marked down as special I am on the bridge between the shifts I am a shopping spree gone wrong Jumping off the le......

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... It’s a warehouse now! Apartment no more, filled with bags and boxes and cartons galore. Go look in the drawer, But the item’s not in it. In the box marked Save, Discard, Storage Unit? ......

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...On the twelfth day of Christmas, my enemy gave to me Twelve upset tummies gurgling Eleven spoiled milk cartons curdling Ten missed opportunities to achieve Nine judges who refused my reprieve E......

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...“We have two lives, and the second begins when we realize we only have one.” - Quote by Confucius ------------------------------------------------------------------- It is at this time of the ye......

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...This morning 25/12 We got up late, the night had been mild No, wind is making a noise attacking the building I have to go out to buy petrol and to find An Indian grocer which is open My wife ......

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...They didn't have an upbringing it was more of a downbringing instead. It can happen when a parent acts more like a friend. Stuffed animals are commissioned to cloak, deflect and defend milk ca......

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...Early September rain A dampened sidewalk, Wet leaves lead me back To blackboards and chalk The wood of the desks Cupboards along the wall, Fresh, clean and simple Newly awakens it all ......

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...Read Ted Kooser. Save your egg cartons until you have a fitted stack tall enough to be mistaken for an art project. Melt them down in a bucket of water. See how the float at first, then slowly succum......

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...Milk bottles we would rinse out and return. Pop bottles take back to claim the tuppence. Kellogg’s cartons collected for the kids To cut and paste and learn creative art. Unburnt cinders reclaim......

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...Shopping in the city, Christmas presents she had been collecting. The young woman was feeling quite tired as she was expecting. She was slight with a baby bump, and all remarked, very pretty. Chri......

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...Missing: God Incarnate By Mark D. Stucky Last month I lost Jesus. Maybe he is not lost, but I cannot find him even in usual places. I couldn’t find him in my prayers......

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