Coiling Poems - Poems about Coiling

...You feel the whispers slither down the long corridor, each murmur coiling around your thoughts like hungry vines. They scratch at your calm, sharp as claws unseen, and fracture your resolve until ......

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...clouds coiling, slithered words cat-eyes glare, strangest world burgundy vines style best metal melodies hurled from the sky captain's loft — drained by love, brain birled......

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...When I travel by skies to your lab, I slow down flapping of my able wings. Soar beneath so I can see your eyes they're memorized at an eagle outside. Dirty soil beneath lies a snake coiling......

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...Like ghosts in my pockets, weighing me down, burdens echoing with quiet sorrow, coiling tight around the soul in silent pain. Some weights like umbrellas cast aside after storms, others iron sh......

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... after Privilege of Being by Robert Haas A tipping point of too many are talking harshly. Down below, demon-dead in the unstirred inferno and perdition of animal thirsting are coil......

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...Cocoon of late afternoon, amber-shuttered, the day on hold for each secret moment in sweet suffocating gold, trembling to touch the sensual warmth of its coiling comet; to let it travel, let it......

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... A stolen life. A split-second decision. Disorganised thoughts, jumbled— Tangled around an anaesthetised cortex. Clocks mockingly ticking, Ticking down inevitability, As a lone fly buzzes r......

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...O' moment of mist-glazed melancholia ~ I'm shrinking in paper-cut smokes of shrivelling sunsets, amidst the seizures of silence, there I surf ~ in swollen skulls of selfless swan-orchids,......

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...Phobia? Irrational? When was that the case? Empire, art thou factional? Fractioned by the chase? Satisfaction? Where to find? Thousand-faced, age-lined? Freedom lurking in thy mind? How the ......

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...Heartthrob in damsel drag Belief of human bile Completely instilling cascading dregs of mechanical flesh, bones and spit 64th avenue And coiling deft doom Winged balls of bulging blood and spec......

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...In the labyrinth of my thoughts, an endless waltz of shadows, I step on the edges of my soul, where angels shed feathers of memories, their wings, birds of light, beating a rhythm locked in the vau......

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...Wrench the pages from my worn hands as my voice shatters Leave it aflame as the embers rise, my soul now scattered Within the bounds of sanity, I try, try to claw and scrape A restless spector of ......

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... Written April 11, 2025, for Contest Sponsored by Edward Ibeh Quote: 1/ “The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” ? Rumi 2/ "Many times we pick at the bitt......

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...Weary Is My Mind I promise, I swear, I will never, I will always That blaring sentiment of a pattering ghost that I detest Among the empty hollowing of her mouth and eyelids There lies darkness......

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..."Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee" ... Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster A grinning October moon bore witness to the quickness of desires coiling ......

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