Catalogue Poems - Poems about Catalogue

...Major depression crept in, seeped through my defences like smoke, the devil shimmying off my shoulder, setting up a nest in my brain- a puppeteer of despair, fingers dancing on my strings, turn......

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...Back Catalogue Poem: "show me your face" growls subside upon revelation does your countenance veil mine? I see beyond sight and temporality still full of sorrow, though drawn in indisputa......

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...My start in life was not round here, Newcastle was my home, But now I've spent 20yrs in washington where I roam, Now I wonder what is left, A hopeless future at its best, A big part missing......

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... Where did she go, that girl in the photograph? Suspended in time, preserved like a fly petrified in amber, and petrified by life. Where is she now, that girl with furrowed brow? Beautiful y......

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...you were with her at lourdes whilst the sun was shining two worlds became one light flickers from the water edge bread and wine are your sole ambition trust in vespers a catalogue of goodline......

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...If the deepest shade of blue is midnight Whilst the cheapest brands fade a hue I'll let you tell me everything is still alright And I'll sing of love that's ocean deep to you As you catalogue m......

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...Abundant wisdom appears to be lacking Behind the halls of our venerable House. Could it be our seers are slacking, Drowned in the spittle of an untenable grouse, Even now as our country falters? ......

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...A sudden flicker of space Saw inpouring of grace Activating both wrists There is no mistake Since we were awake Endless are divine trysts We catalogue this event Of boons heaven sent For ......

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...Daffodil catalogue Dropped in my mailbox~yeah! Dandy dancers in breeze Dainty cups on display Daydreamers can stash some Dreams of fields bright yellow. Decide use in winter...

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...So I was walking down Market Street There's a guy in a suit, with a leotard over the shirt and trousers (but under the jacket) in 28 degree heat His thing was dancing to Michael Jackson's back cata......

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...A catalogue came in the mail Of places I could visit, Descriptions of the journeys Both exotic and exquisite. The trips were educational, For travel and for learning, With some possible conne......

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...and furthermore, i've made a catalogue of 100000 precious objects; in my home one of them is the toaster and there is only one spreading knife in the house but we laugh at the past, not ......

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..."That the soul is a captive, treated humanely" John Astbery Inspired by Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror, in particular the line above. I have written down some free thinking thoughts wi......

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...Stomach-wrenching body blows dog those blighted by endemic fiasco,, grim dervish whirl of death a maybe one day royal flush, predicament that hoodoo mark in frozen ink, cataclysmic episode relen......

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...My father passed a few years back, and he keeps appearing in my dreams, always on the same street and roughly the same dialogue. The poem/story has no real format. Just my feelings on it. Thanks! ......

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