Crumpling Poems - Poems about Crumpling

...Is there happiness in the finite? Of course not. How could there be? Like a cup too small for the ocean, like a clock chasing its own hands, like love letters crumpling at the edges, their......

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...#Mothers_ache She said; I can't be angry with her because something bad might happen to her, deep in her voice, I could sense motherly love and disappointment quarrelling, see the raging dust brewin......

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...and time seems to still into a whirlwind of colors or maybe it's just You You shine so maybe for today repeated each crumpling brown leaf will be eyed as a blossom don't I deserve this dec......

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...If I were in school. I would get my paper. Crumpling, and tearing. Compiling, and filing. My room is covered in paper! The paper is impatient. I turn on the fan. And the room bec......

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...It feels like fighting nature. Like- trying to force the seasons to change. Knowing that I’ll have to do this forever. Putting things away and away… Shoving things in drawers, and closet ......

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...Write from... Write about the order of date and time Write about the confusion of our thoughts Write about the deafening buzz of doubt Write about drying tears Write about the repetition o......

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...OLD BELFAST No hooters belch and screech in the mornings anymore Industry has disappeared from the City’s working core The Factories have all closed their gates a long, long time ago Now silent......

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...I love the wind Blowing softly against my face, Fanning it on a hot Summer’s day, Stirring my hair; Making the branches and leaves quiver And the grasses to dance and sway, And all the while W......

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...Sitting outside in the cold wet mud, Hearing footprints thud and thud, Hearing the cry if men who die, Watching the spider eat the fly, Bang bang gotthe guns, Listening to helpless men run, B......

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...A dense dusk slots in-between two tall buildings. Just moments ago the busy road was in full flight now it growls low like a wounded beast we hardly can hear it. When dark descends like this ......

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...We tried to hide and could have died. But we only heard the faint cry Of the wind whistling aloud As the devastation passes by. From the darkness, we heard cries, weeping voices of the night ......

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... "Felt" some people have magic in their bones it speaks another language silencing the Kurdaitcha Man seen pointing unnecessarily without conviction time is......

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...Hello again I'm sorry I haven't been writing as much I've been ripping out a myriad of my musings like petals from their flowers crumpling them up & discarding them in a bin overflowing with l......

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...Swirling about are the loved ones And the guy next in line And your tiny congregation Of friends. That one face you put on It may have different expressions, But just one face. The you that p......

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...Swirling about are the loved ones And the guy next in line And your tiny congregation Of friends. That one face you put on It may have different expressions, But just one face. The you that p......

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