Chaise Poems - Poems about Chaise

...My eyes are yours From the depths of the sea To it jagged rocky or sandy shores. My cup is open ready to be poured into Both me and you. Lets fill each other and feel Renewed. For you have ......

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...My eyes are yours From the depths of the sea To it jagged rocky or sandy shores. My cup is open ready to be poured into Both me and you. Lets fill each other and feel Renewed. For you have ......

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...Inspired by... All those houses that long to be homes again. For our house to become a home forever By Michelle Morris 20/08/2024 I walk through this empty house And can see it used to be......

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...The Lone Tree The autumn day had been muffled up in thick scarf and rainproof jacket until darkness, countryside darkness, clambered gradually over the horizon; silence, stillness obediently a......

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...Friendliness equals self sustaining positive feedback fruit loop My humble apology for inducing thee to manure yourself thru figurative following poop, best flushed down the toilet of the b......

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...How long will it take you, poet? To understand that poetry does not replace love? To understand, that everyone eventually falls out of their chair? How long will it take you, poet? To cross t......

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...It’s Harvard VS Yale this weekend, the vibes are just starting now. Everyone - and I mean everyone - has been asking about my game tickets, because guest tickets are $25 a pop. I’m more interested in......

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...I may love you, once love is all I have; someday, with tears I'll wash away your grave: till then I curse you since you died at last, leaving me broke, alone, going nowhere fast. Despite young......

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...The only ounce of energy I'll be expending today is having picked up a pen to scrawl these lines... "I have declared this to be Dolce Far Niente Day." Enjoying the sweet life, doing no......

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...Brownian motion writ large... within small medium as light brainstorm doth hail forth the following poem. Across the realm of gray matter slowly percolating within tissue composed of neuron......

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...Heaven must be a library – An acquaintance in boredom said – With many open levels that are airy And plush carpet on which to tread With sliding ladders on the aisles – Coffee on tap ......

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...I longed for it like other men; I sought some sages, now and then. They did somehow enlighten me, But still I did not find the key. I tried to search in all the books-- In mountains, dales, ......

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... She sat on a chaise longue waiting for the big revelation after years of therapy she still hadn't healed that part of her that was unconsciously broken beyond repair; A lifetime of......

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...I often find myself lost in a daydream like trance, for it has always been my wish to travel France; to Paris, know to be the city of culture and romance. Escaping reality, I walk crisscross cob......

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...Nude draped across *Chaise Longue like a pharaoh, Stained with cheap coffee from the expresso, Take-outs growing mould beside my cello, It reads ‘Buyer’s Dream’ on the sale memo, Landlord shrieks......

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