Clavicle Poems - Poems about Clavicle

...Written: September 24, 2023 _____________________________________________________________ In the dawn-like haze—a shriek was heard, An echo so shrewd, yet birdless, oddly slurred I......Read the rest...

... Tinseled treats, hung from our Christmas tree. Young, saucered eyes, just gleamed and shined At the charming, twisting gold and silver art works. For indeed, these are one of this hol......Read the rest...

...12/16/21 Still regarded mysteriously A lot of conspiracy In the sky, on land and near the sea Eventually I could clearly see Thought it'd help, but wasn't what I really need Silly me Can......Read the rest...

...The anorexia is not conspicuous, being half-submerged - just breaking through. She’s a powdered mirage, her skin a hyaline sheer drawn over a necklace of clavicle bones. She knows her chest ......Read the rest...

...From marrow to vein the thin thread of memory drags another new malignancy out into the light. I shall tuck it, as a gift, within Destot’s space and leave it to harden and calcify until it’s colour ......Read the rest...

...Go on make a wish, for mine came true A sure thing, appeared out of the blue Make it a good one, could be your last Everything eventually, comes to pass ......Read the rest...

...The trees are dancing to the atonement of the winds serenade this morning I've decided to stay in bed an hour longer Thinking of the Ballad I wish to write for you today For how am I to steal the ......Read the rest...

...My Archangel name is Angelo though I'm not fallen my favorite color is Indigo rumors spread and fall in I was born with a fragmented clavicle to stop me from flying so I stay on the earth to ......Read the rest...

...The human skeleton, is made up of 206 bones By jove, they are hard, as if made of stones! The brain you think with is in the Skull or Cranium, the Maxilla and the Mandible are for chewing bu......Read the rest...

...The anorexia is not conspicuous, being half-submerged, just breaking through. She’s a powdered mirage. Her skin a hyaline shear drawn over a necklace of clavicle bones. She knows her chest is......Read the rest...

...It is a small investment; this property out in the scrub. A building that is shabby in it’s ‘hey day’ was a pub. Blackberries scramble over it, with the sheds in disrepair; yes the Autumn Creek Ho......Read the rest...

...Around my mind a linger of her existence plies, I'm evoked An expression of joy my face accommodates, simply on this note A thought of you causes my heart to skip a beat, beautiful like jazz Not t......Read the rest...

...Curves Slow, cradled walk towards the goad, Skin pink naked to the crowded few, Light beckons the inner property pack, Until the red is aphoristically bright said. One body, one noon to ......Read the rest...

...As he traced the lines of her clavicle, her passion scorched from within, His eyes blazed with intensity, full of unadulterated sin. As he worshipped her body, with each searing kiss, She blossome......Read the rest...

...When I dream tonight it will be of you my love. You will slip soundlessly between my sheets as I softly sleep. You asked about my scent? Now I present to you my neck. The dip at my clavicle.......Read the rest...