Cloying Poems - Poems about Cloying

...The other woman lives inside of you; I can see her silhouette in your eyes. Her tendons twist through yours, interwoven, down through your fingertips, I see her there. The other woman lives ins......

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...Nothing gets worse. Other people. They try to wrap me in a blanket. I was cold. It’s all thawing, and feels feverish and horrible. They learned things. Lessons which are dedicated to kin......

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...Dooo, dooo, daaaaaaaa. This song is about being yourself! Ohhh, Woahhh… You can’t be yourself if you… Hold onto something, or some blade of grass, or your left shoe… Falling into the lake, lak......

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...my tan fantasy melting cool but not cloying sugar surrounds me......

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...He was outside of life Alone and floating in the void But not in some beautiful or ethereal way Not in some way that elevated him to the casts of godhood or seams of men that walked the earth with......

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...[Quantum Superposition] "A particle can exist in multiple states or places simultaneously until measured." To my lover, I was first a beaming stranger, then a sunflower whose juice sustained h......

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...The tang of salt imbues the mist – a calling I cannot resist. I walk along the rocky shore held spellbound by the ocean’s roar. As darkness falls, the fog rolls in and, from the lighthouse, sh......

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...Tell me Can a tree without roots Ever bear fruit? Tell me Can a ship without sails Ever make haste in the boundless sea? Death creeps, cloying Knotted garters frayed Under the sea the s......

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...Speak by Faiz Ahmad Faiz loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Speak, while your lips are still free. Speak, while your tongue remains yours. Speak, while you're still standing ......

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...These are nature poems about unusual plants like the moonflower and agave. Moonflower by Michael R. Burch after Robert Hayden Marveling, we at last beheld the achieved flower— both aw......

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...Enchanted was I with a cloying scent... whiffs of wild magnolia mingled with the woodsy tang of lemon verbena perfuming the air Like Samson's strength, the sun's threads of gold were clipped......

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... Life is not always filled with cloying contentment. There are taunting trials and things I'd rather not do. Those tedious tasks that steal my smiles and my time, but not the joy of life's mo......

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...It was raining. I thought I’d wait it out. I tuned the engine on to help. Still in place, but the engine rumbles. Flipping through the stations. Music, static, music. Cloying sounds, I’m used t......

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... Each morning as I wake my eyes will seek the sky be it blue or heavy overcast my spirit lifts in flight - to behold the natural world is a miracle of being when I reach my final hour l......

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...Goodbye is a feast finished The last morsel down the hatch Improper to ask for seconds No aperitif to this lonely hunger For every goodbye must be a hello Even if no one arrives home Welcome ......

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