Dazedly Poems - Poems about Dazedly

...Blinking dazedly, she drifts through the roads Sometimes a light sparkles and then it fades Her eyes view the world Like an astigmatic sees the lights on the street What does she want? The clea......

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...“I’m going to become a nun,” I announce to no one in particular between Sprite sips. “You’re Catholic, I suppose you could,” Lisa says, with a mouth half full of pizza. “Why do socially distant......

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...The last war I saw Was an eyesore In a crazy film that further lowered my lower jaw And had me dazedly regarding the scene from bare floor Its further showcasing of a monstrous chain saw With a......

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...The last war I accidentally saw Was an eyesore… In a crazy film that lowered my lower Jaw And had me dazedly regarding the scenes from bare-floor; Its further show casing of a hyperactive chains......

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...There she is, makeup layered on, like the sunblock you wear each and every day. Dress resolutely winking your way, pulling you closer, for she's the flower and your the bee, attracted to her imbuing ......

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..."As I stare dazedly into the sun's paintings of yellow and crimson, I think of, once more, how to break out of my unbreakable prison." <>...

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...As I stare dazedly into the sun's paintings of yellow and crimson, I think of, once more, how to break out of my unbreakable prison.......

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...My First Five Poems Silhouetted against the backdrop of Central Park, the Black Magic Woman brazenly frolicked in the dark, "Do you know me?” she cryptically aske......

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...Loving him is like Being in love with a Midsummer rainstorm- He's got a soul born of thunder And lightning- Got caught up in his whirlwind, spinnin' Into the circle of his arms- Dazedly- Bu......

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...A boy in a blue shirt tucked in partly, partly out of his Chicago Bulls basketball shorts, eyes half open, snot seeping down to his agape mouth wet with drool ......

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...We spent the night— once, in non-verbal talks, from rhythmic folk steps in duple time to a wild swaying. To enjoy life, be totally free. A lover, friends and me. Yes, me. I was there, to b......

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...‘Tis winter season— a bracing weather, foggy in its warmth. The trees are drying, as bones, gripping water from the winter soil. It’s resting on an earth snow: dancing in chilliness, dazedly. P......

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...The fighting stopped. I opened my eyes And looked down the tunnel That ends in white light Dazedly walking forward I pay no attention To the sound of my feet On the sticky floor Ignoring the ......

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