Cement Poems - Poems about Cement

I have seen you before. Not just in the shadowed spaces where your breath slows, where your fingers shake, where your heartbeat stumbles like a runner with nowhere left to go. I have seen you in the cracks of my own hands, in the places where I, too, once tried to bury myself under the weight of what I had done. You...

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In youth, we laughed with a stupid friend, Wandering the streets all night without an end. Friends are few, time is scarce, now here we are, Regretting in sorrow, as we ponder so far. Life, like a sieve, sifts and selects, Those who are soft clay, do not connect. In youth, not yet molded like cement...

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Ugly cement gray howling city wolves More dangerous than their county cousins Tearing families apart with contracts Filling office workers up with impossible tasks Tearing heads off colleagues during appointments Ugly cement gray howling city wolves Running city blocks to work in tennis shoes Keeping shiny Florsheim in their desk drawers a loaded derringer bouncing in their pocket Incase an indigent asks them for...

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If I died in a casket, Will you be my basket? I’m the bottomless pit full of so much wit What if I can fly? Soaring like a lullaby I’m this bottomless cement I weep in mere lament Like rainfall I stand tall Against woe’s wall and all Hear me as I call In appall…but on the ball… I’m afraid of what lies ahead I’m afraid of what...

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KERATIN is extracted from cows hooves to make to make foam for fire extinguishers. ............................................ They butchered the shank to make disks to serve with beef cheeks. the wine sauce would be cooked separate and and made of wine chicken feet thyme bay leaves cayenne carrots garlic onions sun dried tomato's 3 anchovies we would need 15 pounds of cheeks 20 pounds of shanks 6 pounds of chicken feet ( to make chicken stock) the oniony, tender...

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Cities are wizards clad in robes of cement and thought, Constan?a, ancient priestess, wears veils woven from the whirl of time. Timi?oara, enchanting and magical, sways to rhythms of foam and salt, Whispers fairy tales to the moon’s ear, on lanes sparkling with secrets. Bucharest, young sorcerer, with raven feathers hidden under a cloak of mist, Plays on stone streets...

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Laying brick by brick, with stickum in between. A stone on top of another: dream quest and scene, erected diligently, with a blueprint at the ready. Each dot and line progression is sure and steady. Despite storms, hurdles, and limited funding With slow but steady aims, slanted rashly cunning, with optimism, sharing in God's dream design. Adversity shapes us to strive rather...

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......................Plink:plink:pling!...................?ah doo:ah doo: ah Doo!.......... Colossi of Memnon oh ye ah, the size and eminis and emormous importance.........Oh ye Corcovado hill, The skie speaks to the people......Whoomp:whoomp;whoomp; Whoomb! Cry for the People oh people Satan scripts your way.They speak you antisocal, because you knowest not what they speak. Cry oh ye ppeople everyday.The sort though they build walls...

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A fiercely tight as light garment You won't spare cruel comment; To put it on a self torment, To take it off: you shall lament. Garment's troubles wearers foment And the needless pains augment, Sooner on your waist liniment: A sweet fashion–imposed ailment "Just,you watch Laura's face,ferment You'd think she's from dad's interment" Laura's thigh had yelled in the skirt, Her helpless pelvis rudely hurt By...

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In the end it was too slow, afflicted by either age or illness or simply distracted, flew head first into the eye of a headlight. Flung contorted, neck bent back, snapped of life, it died clumped on a verge. Rewound to its first flight, its brief existence traced untold scribblings across time and the space stretched between these tall trees. No record remains. A full stop is placed here on this muddy shoulder, the...

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Here is my latest Horn Haiku for you one of a few: would be a big dent we were mad and vehement was caused by cement all our money spent down to the very last cent which we should prevent wherever we went message from God had been sent be sure to repent when my poem will end am sure did never offend to you I shall...

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A head goes for a laborer’s pad, After losses to friends at card; Whatever reaches him he’ll guard, As life remains unbearably hard. A head goes ahead to fix a pad For fifty bags of cement Andrew had; For making A Final Good out of The Bad And seeing to still feeding his lad; If, in the end, very little shall...

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confussion and frustration made the task a chore it favored longety which at first evaluation of the work had been ignored in referance to the group we were straong and committed but in labor we were divided and uncommitted. I felt cheap and used like a man who wished more attention from his lover. I must sort the collected bunch to then label and make inventory according to fiber strenght and stone value monodisperse...

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I will not weep when I finally bid you farewell My eyes will be as dry as the sands of the Sahara as cement under the blazing summer sun as brittle brown leaves in autumn crunching and crumbling under your feet What purpose would it serve? Not a single tear I’ve ever shed has brought back to life anyone dear to me...

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The sky hounds are tracking me down in the cul-de-sac of social anxiety drive... Despite covering my tracks in a hot peppered wind... sticking the heart into a bowl of burning dice (to cover the scent of predictability) they've arrived.to bore their way back into the core pick the scab off every weakness exposing every soul blemish, (that crippling, iron...

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