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Coffin Nail Poems - Poems about Coffin Nail


Premium Member BUTT ME- dedicated verse for Shasta Simms
... BUTT ME-- Oh Jazz Age of prosperity and dissipation Jazz bands, bootleggers, raccoon coats Bathtub gin, flappers, flagpole sitters recitations Bootleggers, and marathon dancer......

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Categories: coffin nail, adventure, allusion, analogy, celebration,
Form: Lyric
Pieces of Me
...Sliding another coffin nail out of sky-blue cardboard, lending yet another piece of myself to a stranger. If giving a gift is giving part of yourself you can find me in the lungs of street perfo......

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Categories: coffin nail, life,
Form: Free verse



Today May Get Fatey
...It was the kind of day you step in front of traffic, then dare fate to fold you up in newspaper headlines. Oh dreams came true alright, but you should have dreamed about not being a foolhardy dr......

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Categories: coffin nail, crush, deep, fate, humorous,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Special Recipe
...That’ll be mi grandad! Tough as a coffin nail. But he could have a good laugh in his rocking chair when the wrestling was on. That’ll be me grandad from mi fathers side that noz! Got shot in th......

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Categories: coffin nail, appreciation, destiny, fate, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member In a Barroom
...She presses into the noise like a tabacco leaf pressing into the shape of a coffin nail. The smoky haze that fills this darkened place does little to camouflage the weariness of life. Ol......

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Categories: coffin nail, age, loneliness,
Form: Free verse



No Fairy-Tale
...2/23/21 From May to April Faithful Remaining grateful And thankful Hiking around with a dog named Hazel Sometimes watching a movie or something on cable Got to make the best of it, or else i......

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Categories: coffin nail, dark, deep, life, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Coffin Nail
...Like putrid vomit, the truth seething through, Chunks sticking to me like hot glue, And the entrails of memories continue to stew. So frustrated, mental don't know what to do. But some secrets ......

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Categories: coffin nail, dark, death, evil,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member End of Days
...Early Days An epic story told of men on earth, My father’s life, and also mine Wind planted weeds, we had a humble birth, Not sprung from rose or grape on vine. Our whole existence born of c......

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Categories: coffin nail, life,
Form: Rhyme

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