Cul Poems - Poems about Cul

They often ask me how I like it, this move I made in 2022. And I tell them that my likability is rather mixed. "How's the rain, heat, and humidity?", they ask. And I tell them, "It's plentiful". They ask if I miss my many friends and the shopping centers just up the street as opposed to having to drive 17 miles to acquire clothes...

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We are all going away and we won't be coming back. We are just another failed mutation, an evolutionary cul de sac....

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a time capsule locks inside my head ~ box of gray matter lined with lead pipe dreams and u bends from a life i led ~ sealed off now until i’m dead This or That, Vol 16 Poetry Contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh Howmanysyllables 2x17 02/27/23...

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There is a group of us that live around the Cul-De-Sac of our neighborhood. Jimmy is ten-years-old, the same age I am. He has a big tall life oak tree in the backyard with a tree-house we use for a clubhouse. Marty is twelve-years-old. He always wants to boss everyone around. He has a younger sister name Becky that always wants to...

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There are times when my thoughts make me dizzy. What day is it? Did I forget to make an appointment? My mind becomes so boggled that I'm thrown into a tizzy, knowing more hours in a day is the healing ointment. Rushing around in circles, but not getting anywhere. If I try to travel too fast, I feel like...

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off the beaten track no desire to turn around or ever go back ...

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Human rights overwhelm responsibilities- once sacrosanct,duty now lies sleeping....

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six old potatoes soft and dusty in darkness ... bottom of the sack 22 February 2023 This or That, Vol 16 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh...

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Stars were twinkling high, glinting moonlit sky, As missives of love on scarlet winds buoyed Indulging passionate desires, enamoring pleas Of elated longings, strumming pulse of glee, Spurring romance, blooming heart’s dream, As you arrived cheering fervid night of spring. Oh, how I missed a beat, lauding your beauty, When you enticed me, smiling affectionately, Alluring with a glance that dazzled in...

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Cul-de-Sac Quick steps slow to hesitate The sudden curve of a straight white line Into the mists of detour Lined with haunting facades Of blurred addresses And faded street signs Where echoes of curiosity bluster - Magic or madness - In proverbs of warning about blind alleys - Mayhem or mystic - Bending the lane Like...

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There was this cul-de-sac I well recall when I was not quite thirty. We’d just bought our first house, which was cute and kind of small. Blue, ranch style; rose carpet I liked a lot. In the cul-de-sac, our house was set right in the middle; but the number of the several houses there I forget. Not many neighbors did I grow...

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The cul-de-sac of safety comes to mind when faced alone with problems to resolve; finding that place where boundaries unwind a safe cocoon where answers can't evolve. A dead-end street this cul-de-sac supplies- where only certain outcomes come and go. Outside-the-box solutions don't arise; too easy to remain on this plateau. To come and go from this safe cul-de-sac, a zone that shields the...

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his mind had entered a state of confusion numb blank and befuddled on one hand with walls in front and verges closing in behind enclosed in a mixture of discomfort and pressure to move stand still for a moment a voice quietly whispered with a chorus answering run for your life polarized messages a Jungian way of saying only uncertainty is clear he coughed up some...

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the good The doors to my mind and heart circle as revolving doors. A peek inside and you see happy memories and joyous events, the loves, and lifelong friendships A cul-de-sac, though a dead end, has a circular finish, a merry-go-round that accumulates happiness as it spins into a cloud of beauty and nature, compassion, gods, and faith. The breathless moments in life, birth, newness, novelty, exuberance in...

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Walking down the country lane I saw trees in flower all the way. Gleaming gems among emerald leaves, A medley of colors on fabulous display! The path was carpeted with grass. Thick bushes grew on either side. The sun was mild and the air, pleasantly cool. A quiet place where peace did abide. I felt so thrilled sauntering alone, Enjoying the serenity of the...

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