Conditioners Poems - Poems about Conditioners

... I consider my hair my crowning glory it is very very long blondish and straight and I pamper it every single day so, it is soft like baby hair I have smooth and silky shampoo and......

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...she walks into the room the same way she has for 40 years— half-asleep mumbling about the price of eggs but crap, she still makes my heart stop. you’re the last busted payphone that somehow ......

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... (A lone voice whispers) Have you emptied your soul late at night All alone Wrote words to lay on top of the white marble altar of poetry's grey tombstone If you have You're not one......

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... Time here is measured by the lint-clogged resurrections of air-conditioners. All of us have had to learn to shout past our souls. Dulled minds are churned awake. Fractured nights slumber on ......

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...Home makers like the sun , I salute Who helps me clean more or less that I can’t giving me hand. love lies in this needy trust After all,I reside in my needs than in my own home. I surv......

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...Only early July the summer heat is brutal days will over a hundred degrees in the shade The evening does little to cool, her breezes warm So hot the stars seem to melt away as the moon crisp to a......

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... Do they have souls of their own? That break and let us perspire and moan? I just want to leave this steaming town. Those AC’s, such insensitive clowns. They wait happily till it gets ......

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...For bold references Are the fat differences Between Women of America And The Sun-Blackened of Africa Who in torrents sweat But over this not fret In no hurry to involve air-conditioners Rather......

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...Breathe easier and healthier because Autumn has arrived. Rest O ye weary soul; relax and take a walk through golden lanes. Easy does it, stretch at high noon; exhale and chill with the sunset. ......

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...Pleasantries of passivity before the pinch of shrill cold ripples over the landscape in the suburbs of Buffalo— before its trees crispin and leaves twirl about— giggling like school girls, ripplin......

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...I know that all of God's creation serve their good function and purpose, but there are forces of nature and systems that add fuel to the fire. They are many and various, and in my neck of the woods......

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...With less innocence in you, You can function in any bank: Naked words choosing very few, Tact fully frank… A real acting of the Real Jew, A face not crank. With less of our Christ And your s......

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...Sidewalk hot, you could fry an egg. Arizona summer heat, Phoenix roast factory. Sweat pouring off my brow like Noah's flood. Sky, light turquoise, tweaked into a sun radiant reflective fu......

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...The mistral cold wind blew incessantly wild, Winding in the streets, its glacial currents in and around The apartment blocks where all frosted windows Were tightly secure. Still the bleak wintry ......

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...I don’t know that anything about me is original – I mean, all of my atoms, I’ve been told, once belonged to some dimwit creature (hmm...) roaming the earth long before air-conditioners and Mai T......

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