Citric Poems - Poems about Citric

...The heart is a tapestry loosely sewn together with thread, each string a different section of the brain. Connecting the family string to the feelings string, the likes to the dislikes. All the knots ......

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...Serrated swathes of overwhelming savage gusts without compassion, directionless dilatory daydreamer that I am ostensibly vulnerable, to the serendipitous intrusion at a wispy sapphire cloud flacc......

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... Quince shaped houses landscape Julienned Street where citric groans once molded a blue cheese night. In one home lives reclusive Graham and his wife, Coco, two dilled, old pickles nervously li......

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... cyan blues indigo into nighttime darkness scorches the soul to the core hellfire’s charcoal embers dissipate lightness of being achromatic void engulfs a self-fulfilling promise rose petal......

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...No alarms, lying deep. Catching the last morning's dream. Water, caliente, opening the pores. Hot Earl Grey, coffee that bends a spoon. Citric hollandaise, spinach, asparagus. A sunshine of eg......

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...Biochemistry—the chemistry of life’s design, Where molecules dance, interlink, and align, A bridge between cells, atoms, and earth, Defining each process, from death to birth. From cells to tissu......

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...Dewdrops stream down boisterous children’s freckle-strewn mischievous dials, as they dash in cartoon costume faux denim apparel amidst the pale yellow sunlight glare. Marble stone button twiddle......

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...You taste like honey coated love And I am sweet on you, And your heavenly musk You taste like the most flavoursome Citric tangy fruit, Your the sweetest taste, ain’t that the truth You remind m......

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...Bliss with a kiss A moment in time with a prick in the arm and a rush of confusion and infusion. Opiate racing through my circulation. It’s horrific bliss with heroin’s kiss My nose is itchy,......

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...A Quiet Place A quiet place Where I knew not pain Where innocence reign Lost in a field of flowers Chasing butterflies Blowing bubbles Collecting rocks Waiting for you Sta......

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...I know the land where the lemon- tree flowers, I have seen it's pretty blooms And it has the fresh clean scent of you, I've seen the pretty lemon citric fruit, I love it's taste and its f......

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...I sat staring at the rotted fruit Smelt the fetid citric scent The blackened bananas And mould covered plums The soggy pears say their time is done And as I sit reflecting on the fruit......

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...One of the guest star of the dazzling celebration Stands in a white lace tablecloth decorated table Colorful flowers serve as eye catching attraction Watering the taste buds of the present guests ......

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...Horrendous Fruit “Ah my eyes!” the acid sprays, From the knobbly whorled display, Of the thickened orange skin, Pith and citric acid akin. I take a bite of segmented fruit, Cells exp......

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...Hear the clip-clop of iambic beats Sounds like Shelley with a side of Keats Is that the scritchity-scratch of a goose quill flickin’ Or just the tippity-tap of some mous......

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