Cufflinks Poems - Poems about Cufflinks

...It began with a bargain on a winter night, When the cupboards were bare And hope sat idle in the corners. He came with frost on his collar, A gentleman adorned in a burgundy suit Polished al......

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...In 2013 Amélie Ségarra danced on a Grand Piano with knives taped to the tips of her feet. The room is empty apart from a single man in a music box He wears a black an white suit buttoned up to th......

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...They call it a temple of knowledge, but the walls were never meant for thought— only the careful curation of power, where names are chiseled in Latin and inheritance is mistaken for intelligence.......

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...Can this stream of tears ever dry? It won't stop, however I try! Its floods expand the more I cry! Each droplet can bake me a fry. So gentle souls could fly this high, That the birds could......

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...Daddy! You had to drive me to school everyday and pick me up. I was only six and we had noschool buses. One wintry afternoon, I came out, a blizzard whirled all about. Wearing no boots or legg......

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... "Tease for Two" “Ein bisschen Zucker mit Ihrer Sahne, Sir?“ German accent smoky toned she purred Periwinkles suavely winked, then p......

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...The blonde went down with not must resistance shunning off a stressful afternoon the scene played of society, high as I peered at all the pretense and pretend of an I want to be......

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... "Gutter Hearts" He’s got a gutter Heart bleeds words that birth diamonds sharp on his tongue They hit her like bullets from an Uzi gun Si......

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...Wiseguys when I was a skinny eight-year-old boy I knew him as Willy Shoes it was Brooklyn in 1950 and some men had strange names reflections of personality deed or look he and his ......

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... "50 Words for Poe: Strangelove" Strangelove was waiting in Holdnerness He was anticipating with a certain glee The “Arrival” of Ms Bon Vivant, her sharpness and sharing conve......

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...Man with cufflinks Woman with fine jewels Rubies resting on booby's, Sick stories and inverted crosses Orgies and they all yell more fish! Secret Societies taking over nations, Yates conspir......

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...I never bought cuff links for my father never knew him really I saw him at Christmas and birthdays for a few years early on That ended Father’s day, a strange, empty holiday......

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...they met, once upon a time- her silky hand melds with his for but a moment an exchanged glance, fleeting chocolate brown orbs swimming in pools of milk ebony hair dancing across her backless......

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...Sticks and stones, they break your bones, and words they disembowel. Poetry is a dagger, linguistics a humble cowl. Lab rat hearted heathens pray the plagues consume the town. Iron sharpens iron, Don......

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...Chateau Pl A sleep walk guided by reflections Although somethings were real Not the front entry way Or the stair case Or the garage for that matter Scrubbed and alcohol swabbed shoes Eating ......

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