Crinkles Poems - Poems about Crinkles

...In this moment, I see visions of bed sheet caught in slow motion, I see crinkles in corners of eyes and smiles that turn into giggles, I see screaming fingers tips up and down my skin, I see s......

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... moon … beams that burn - that turn my surgings to slag my teeth to serrations, hungering … can those silly sentients not see the verity in my veneration, you? do they truly think it’s only......

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...Drizzle and frizzled hair crinkles, such sounds demand a symphony; Clammy cold showered with sprinkles there’s a vibe that says ‘Be easy.’ Stock up the wood burning fire place, it’s raining I’l......

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...You snuggle in beside me, claiming the crook of my arm, like the last piece of our favourite puzzle finally finding its place. I rest my cheek against your precious head, waiting for this mome......

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...He took risks you might not have Thinking that he deserved to beat the odds Flames like heated fiery thorns Eat through his flesh numbing as they go In pain, he swirls, his muscles roil He wishe......

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...Time wrinkle, grey crinkles, not too late, peace meditate!......

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...Of feet crinkles crispy snaps with your mate, as the ebbing tides that breaths winter's fate. Echoes summons a dusty field in white, closets freed skis and sleds still not quite right. Few sunflo......

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...Bestilled and collected grand sensation, stares at the glint of a harvested moon, cast haulage divorcing neath horizon, rise the yam sun that courses a forenoon. Northern sways o'er ripen earth, ......

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...As for Mornings The skin on my feet crinkles and looks like an old newspaper left out in the sun, I have five pairs of shorts and can use none I have bought a cream for dry skin, but first, I nee......

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...I sat behind him He looked over to the side I saw his lashes My heart clashes They're so curly That I fell there surely His eyes shine brightly Full of life Free of strife When he woke up fr......

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...Pink sixties floral design on the back of this snail so gay, I look and ponder, wondering who owned it once upon a…. Was it an older woman, with snow white hair and wrinkles Or a young girl wearin......

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...Looking into the mirror…she allowed her hands to trace the crinkles, the folds, the creases…all the wrinkles on her face. She said, “Look how old I have become...do you still love me yet?” He sm......

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...Frost crinkles late blooms, a lacy white netting invades upon a morning haze. Fall sheds itself, undrapes heat discarding warmth in leafy twill and tissue. Later the sun will counterattack t......

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...Your beautiful young face is not interesting, I cannot read it, there are no maps to follow. God writes you in the long steps of time, a face I cannot trace leaves me lost. I want your life con......

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...Crinkles around eyes and smile on my face, attempting to hide the scars of my soul, look toward the skies, praying for God’s grace. Of wabi-sabi stains, remains no trace, as friends......

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