Crockery Poems - Poems about Crockery

...after 'Berck-Plage' by Sylvia Plath (1) A sheet of glass, this expanse of water. How its tranquillity mocks my unrest. Bloated beachballs and balloons travel the park and......

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... Each month a craft fair, is held at Pyree Fields in the open air. All the local crafters are there, proudly showing off their homemade fare. Behind each stall, a pair of eyes stares, hoping......

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...I. The Hour of Approach The poem I was writing refused to end— it kept writing me. Blood didn't ink these lines— the ink bled me. Each stanza a hidden-hematoma across......

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...DUSTY POET Dust before donkey doomed a wicked whirlwind grains of wisdom wrinkle sand webs dust devitalise land here there everywhere nowhere ......

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... Oh, how we are poisoned! The Yonega, the Wasichu, a new creature, different from us in more than just their white skin and sunflower hair. How did such a people come ......

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...The CRUNCHING of tyres on the gravelly driveway The CLANG of the garden gate sharply closing The CLICK of the key in the lock The old door CREAKING open on its hinges The SNAP of the light swit......

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...Wanna go back to my poetic cauldron, the ink boils within me, pass me the spoon, minds and souls have went long without. Need I be punished for starving the nation, sprinkling my artistic expression,......

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...Everything I buy to touch or taste is made in China, made in China leave alone my china set, even my toothpaste is made in China, made in China. From my pencils to my stencils to the golden lo......

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...I saw it there and stopped for a while, perched dainty at the top of the pile of crockery, grubby, crazed and old at the yard sale, waiting to be sold. A teacup; white dots on baby blue; the sam......

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...This is for the Contest - 'Titanic - Fare Thee Well' Sponsored by Tom Woody. ......

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...I stood at the top of our dirt driveway looking back at our two-story house. It's kind of a long house where, from our second-floor windows, you can see cars driving on the lane road in our v......

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...WITHOUT A WILL Does anyone who may have died With an ignorant world at hand Deserve mockery, as an easy jibe These days it’s not a popular vibe Yet even they might understand Making blunders ......

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...AT THE BEYOND It is here at the point Where no life exists Where shadows lurk Life is made While Creation does nothing But watch itself in A hole that never ends Ether dances and joke at......

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...There's a society of comedy horror show that trains the leaders of tomorrow. Built from the will of the mighty bullies who wanted to make their own stories. It's so judgmental, you may say,......

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... The Bullingdon Club was founded in 1780 about 240 years ago. An elite private club for male Oxford University students, selected for their wealth, and willingness to take part in club acti......

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