Cheek Poems - Poems about Cheek

My mother's hands are dove wings, gently caressing my cheek, "My beautiful girl," she whispers, and her words peel off me like dead skin, How dare she love this shell, this body that bears the burden of shadows? How dare she kneel in my ruins, planting flowers where only thorns can grow? I wish to open my ribs, to...

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You sound like a fingernail dragged over a blackboard. Every word cast as blackmail from a forked tongue in cheek. Bathed in the vile, bile of diatribe, masticated to be flung as dung expelled. Your snarled words reek with the dissonant cadence of discordance. As your eyes flicker from side to side with lies, you look away, unable to face me, eye to eye, unmasked, unshielded, nakedly...

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Arthur Rimbaud Translations of Antico (“Ancient” or “Antique”), Rêvé Pour l'hiver (“Winter Dream”), and Dawn Antico (“Ancient” or “Antique”) by Arthur Rimbaud loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Graceful son of Pan! Around your brow, crowned with flowers and berries, your eyes, lustrous spheres, revolve. Your cheeks, stained with wine sediments, seem hollow. Your white fangs gleam. Your lyre-like...

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Only in time do I see it unwinding Its like I’m searching for something I’m not finding So cliche but Ive really I’ve been trying And straight to my face you’ve been lying I don’t believe you or really any words you speak It’s okay I forgive you and I’ll try to turn the other cheek...

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She barks, "Turn your cheek!" She leaves her handprint on it. "And now the other!"...

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You shouldn’t ‘ve said that, bite your tongue You said I look old, but you know I’m still young If ever a wiz a wiz there is ?? I’ll bite my tongue and feel its fizz You said I look fat, or something like that and that I’m a tired, bitter ol bat You know I’m a sweet young dainty...

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Preaching to the choir one more like will do Beating the last dying horse postings stay as new I’ll read yours if you’ll read mine lined up in the queue I’ll say yes if you agree — who is kidding who (The New Room: March, 2024) ...

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A month without you It hardly seems true The days they just drag Like some lingering flu I miss all those chats With the cheek and the charm I wonder if, maybe Would a call be no harm? I reel myself in No of course, that's not fair Reminding I'm here And you're way over there Nonetheless, it's not pretty This dark empty space The void here inside Well, it...

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In the evening hour, when silvery tears embroider your delicate cheek, The celestial blue from the depth of your eyes, lost stars, Gently rest upon the tender altar of love that binds us, A fragile bridge suspended between the white peace of summer and the tumultuous heart of autumn. We thirstily drink the mysterious elixir, a nectar not even...

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I love the mornings That is the best time to rise The purest part of day. I’m an early bird No one else is awake yet I smell my coffee The quiet of mornings Is when I'm most connected A sacred time for me I wake it’s still dark I feel refreshed and ready And kiss morning’s cheek...

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Tongue in cheek - Tongue-in-cheek describes an exaggerated facial gesture — pushing a cheek out with one's tongue — meant to convey contempt or irony. (defined by vocabulary.com) Tongue in Cheek-The Grind the grind, prefer dark; shifting teeth do not agree - the worst habit, under moon. squeeze a tube of paste. superglue the parts to each - only metaphorically. 1/28/2023...

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Bare Faced Cheek I’m a night wanderer of streets Once was picked up by the police Thinking I was a sneaky thief The truth is that I just don’t sleep I pleaded down upon my knee Eventually was set free. They could not put me in a cell Because I'd said that I wasn't well So I saunter o’er lonesome road I’ll do a...

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Oh, shed no tear for friendships last gasp. When the fangs, finally show, a poisonous asp! Run for your life, head for the highest hill. The innocent acting asp, on your tail for a tasty kill. Friends can be asps, don’t you know? As deadly as frostbite on a frozen toe! They despised gullible you, having such fun. You thought them sincere,...

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A grocery shelf in Soup Creek Has been vacant throughout the week With Pinkerton care Now Vegemite's there Tom's living on bubble & squeak?...

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Raindrops refract sunlight to form A rainbow A teardrop refracts sunlight to form A colored bubble So,when l see teardrops Running down your cheek I would say Don't cry baby Cheer up I have seen a teardrop With a colorful rainbow (a bright tomorrow)...

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