Clanked Poems - Poems about Clanked

...To her, their apartment was the whole world—a small but cozy place where she felt safe and loved. It was early morning. She heard her sister squeal with joy hearing that schools would be closed to......

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...don't even think about it a bucket of motel ice in the face proving the thing in itself does not exist because he registered all the meanings all the time with a nausea so profound the retching......

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...The coins clinked in front of him, then clanked the same coins that, as a child, had delighted him Today merely clinked; today merely clanked the joy drained from counting his puny fortune... ......

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...I miss the barn, the hay loft, a place to listen to the midday sun creaking through old wood., the small clouds of horse flies moving as one in their jet-pack bodies, that rose and fell their......

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...Then When living lived and life just.. it was then and then beers clanked happy anger cheers.. and then we loved how we loved and promised and primped to make each other swell with pride and Th......

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...She swayed with her head hung over The buggy that clanked down the street And I wondered...the will that drove her As she walked without lifting her feet Pushing...her tattered life in a kart ......

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...as the Crystal Mariachis arpeggiate the morning why do the mighty remain cruel while we are manning the oars beneath them they see a tidy world where mommy wipes their butts you got your allegor......

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...An elephant. By Stanley Russell Harris The elephant was so forlorn. Was in a circus, there was born. Chained day and night by one foot. The chain so clanked when moved about. For ten long yea......

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...Through the pane we could react to a future Held under the brightest star In a sea glaze mass of imperfection. At the back, the harbor clanked and toiled our youth away. Nights so careless ......

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...Decade of my birth All Show and No Go, Ankle biters were Almost Home, Baby, Ball and Beach bunny, Brewed bread as Boxes Burnt one, Even the Bad pipes Bagged some food for the brain, ......

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...Dry Months A Dracula drought drank soil’s blood, in spring and clouds refused to shed their load of collected sorrow before the middle of October. The landscape jaundiced and leaves on trees petri......

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...Johnathan, Innsley, Marie, and Paul --- Tom, Trish, Bea, and Jack: all of them. Black, white, asian; Jew, gentile, zen... Sex, art, love, mores revolved, entering ever-shallower circles of disco......

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...My big brother is locked away for taking away a child's innocence even in prison he can't hide from the shame it will be something he will always have to live with I hope he knows that I feel no......

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...The clothesline hung, low, and limp. Raucous, red, long johns and worn, white, blue jeans pinned like butterflies in a box; dangled bodiless. The neighbors all envied Mom’s skill. Nobodies t......

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...From a wide square with an ancient marble fountain, which borrowed its fresh water from a nearby, pristine river; I looked far away...to fix my glance on the Norman fortress rising on the top of......

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