Clinked Poems - Poems about Clinked

... Four times they opened the flesh and bone, Four times I woke to a world of stone— No river of morphine, no drift or dream, Only the scream behind the scream. White coats turned with empty hands......

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...She rose at dawn and laid the mat, not from longing, but from old habit. She bowed, then sat, hands curled in form, but the heart lagged— a breath behind. Whispers once lush now stumbled......

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...She’d not heard the horses approach her village in the plains, had known nothing or war of death until their arrows rained, fiery streak against the night, set flame to thatch and straw, scramblin......

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...The road was long, the night was cold, A stranger walked into the town. His coat was torn, his hat pulled low, His weary eyes fixed on the ground. The streets lay still, the lamps burned low, ......

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...Sitting in front of the fire place with similar souls Logs burning, Fire crackling, Heat radiating, As we enjoy some much needed ch......

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...The temple resembled a market place. They bought and sold. By the rich even the Sanctum Sanctorum was controlled. Communion of the humans with the divine seemed delinked. From the lost tongues of ......

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...A stretched gloaming tethers creation in a U - - U || U UUt U U - || U - X daystar's wake ... askew parts The Old Guitarist U U - || U UUt - || U U U U - X ebbing lambent stars strung to a yarn......

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...A stretched gloaming tethers creation in a daystar's wake ... askew parts The Old Guitarist ebbing lambent stars strung to a yarn of spring ... 'Tis the volley of calendrical crasis poised t......

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...I remember when I clinked in celebration. Once whole, before I crashed upon the jagged ocean rocks. Now broken, bathed in waves, my sharpness soothed and smoothed by salt. I tumble to t......

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... When you were born The king boys were in the hospital trying to sell dodgy perfumes All three of them Some bastard up in the hills had a torch on the whole night St Ables accident and em......

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...He stood in front of the open door pacing upon down the fifth floor with hands rubbing into each other and eyes penetrating the hill. He was sending a silent message to universe to reverse the dreadf......

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...For generations raps, taps and table turnings were the signs of a spirit calling; the ghoul of you trying to deliver a message - to finish unfinished business and sleep an everlasting slumber in......

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...They looked forward to spend the weekend in this haunted aged castle Who believes in haunted stories? It was evening when they arrived the table was set for twelve guests even if there we......

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...Don’t just raise your glass, stand up to cheers Until each and every one gets audibly clinked Repeating Ike-ism’s stretching memories years Keeps the good ones up front and spirits linked Not s......

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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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