Discoloring Poems - Poems about Discoloring

It Will Always Rain on Me

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It will always rain on me in all seasons. 
Seasons jacketing me with dust, 
Dust mostly from the dry season to absorb my hope.

Hope fractured in different ways in time, 
Time unendingly disco...

About This Place

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Life has become small 
with age and the pall of death
discoloring once vibrant
joy, and old laughter 
echoes down the corridors,
fading fast into shadows....

In-Confident Realities

...Disruptions  of realities confront our path through the difficulties
we have to endure, we proceed bravely through, with determination 
self-empowerment bestowing upon us with little expectations t...

The Bucket Sits Idle

...The bucket sits idle
catching the dripping of dreams
discoloring as they evaporate.
Their tenuous connection to time
now but an echo in the bucket.

The bucket has never held
any maudlin myste...

The Things Never Said

...The Things Never Said
The terror…
The only things ever said about my daddy’s WWII service were that he’d been to New Guinea where he’d ridden on a truck full of soldiers by a river without a name  ...

Over the Edge, Four Flights Up

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I opened the rusted iron gateway
bound in chain and wire, to find a landing
caked in muddied footprints, scattered about like roaches
Magpie shadows course the rain soaked streets
and pu...

Black Ball

...black ball candy
discoloring tongue
of summertime fun



Submitted on March 31, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (APR 2) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

Originally posted on June 22, 2018...

Too Tired To Refuel

...so blank after the exit
so pale after the discoloring incident
i am a blue bricklayer in a red town world
my heart has callouses 
my mind has splinters
so drained following the reentry
the figh...

Daughters In Doom

...Oh my beautiful Daughters
what have you done to the men of the Earth,
turning the roar of men's' love into notes of shame and whispers,
discoloring the gallant glow of trust with untempered lust for ...

Tick Tock , Tick Tock

...Tick tock…tick tock
tick tock goes the clock

With each stroke of its hand
robbing me of youth and vigor
scarring the skin, discoloring the hair
and causing me suddenly to wither.

Just when ...

Concrete Pathway

...Walking down the concrete pathway
I sure find my mind wandering 
The view takes my breath away
As rain wets the ground meandering

There is a woman right there before me
Stark in contrast ...

Solace In My Quill

...I had found solace in my quill
Because therein could be expressed
That tragedy which gave me chills.
The pen and ink gave me some rest—

Because therein could be expressed
The cold emotion that...

The Swamp

...Cattails grow up out of my muck
taking root in  the mire on my bottom

creeping along in my soft blue clay,
shooting up in long cylindrical spikes
with a velvety fruit, encouraging

red-winged...

Dreams Upon the Bay

...At the beginning of the pier as I gaze outward,
My path appears narrow, straight also so definite.
Cascading light, showed far away shadows, un-brightly.
Precious clouds portray, a show, rememberi...

November Moon

...The amber ring around the moon.
Pollutants and dust.
A beautiful sight to which we swoon.
The color of an opaque rust.

It dances behind the clouds.
As if unforeseen.
The discoloring shrouds.
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