Drabs Poems - Poems about Drabs

...In dribs and drabs, in fits and starts, the elders slowly congregate; in the common room of the seniors' home, they patiently sit and wait. Some are wheeled in, some simply shuffle in orderly fa......

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...I suppose I did stretch it out fine - gossamer lines running from my mouth out of me in dribs n drabs in that sort of slow motion you see before you really see it ......

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...I’m not on social media And yet I have a group Of buddies I have never met; I know them from the Soup. We comment on each other’s poems And through each varied post, We learn, in dribs and dr......

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...The concept of emptiness The vanity of vanity What is enjoyment in you The opaque that walks in the night Like a strange soul upon the stygian bank Wallowing in the pool of abomination Dr......

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...You make the minutes dribble Down the meanderings of time First drizzling Then dripping In dribs and drabs Then dropping In driblets That drain the hours And drown the days And I With my......

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...Sobriety to reclaim momentum like a thrown fast ball to get beyond the confinement of a booze-haze when beer came before bread an escape from one's self subme......

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...BITS AND PIECES Bits and pieces they say makes the whole A whole of what I can't help but ask Bits and pieces of pain - despondence Bits and pieces of lies - distrust Bits and pieces of self -......

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...Ofttimes yours truly assiduously tries to adlib, but blubbers like a landlubber at sea treading water donned with bib (that doubles as yellow spongy bobbing life jacket) furiously doing doggy ......

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...ripples of water torture accepted the wrinkle of time descending mannahly marantic romance torticollis dribs and drabs of syringe honey’d seeds remain; cakes fade away dawn will erase; placidity......

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...Born To Bleed Onto Eager Page, What Fate Has This Life Decreed Born bloodied poet, writing of Life, Love, Truth and Hurting pain, when words come by bits and drabs, instead of by spurting Nigh......

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...Aerial dribs and drabs, a sidewalk canvas As a toddler chases bubbles her mother blows from confectionary soap, Fluttering fluidity in spring air Child's laugh, a mosaic of innocence, di......

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...Small rolling hills, valley plots, nothing regimented, graves not scattered, but placed among natural features. It’s beautiful here especially in the Fall. The Maples are tall and burning brigh......

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...QUANDARY They said the deserts empty. They said that space is too. They said you’d go for many miles and find there’s nothing new. We said there’s life on moons. We said there’s life on......

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...This you see is a draft Minds little notes of lines and verse In dribs and drabs In prose, I stab and stab Repeating oft said words Expressions rehashed to be reheard Yearning only for that o......

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... Translation of Eric Mottram’s Poem 33 in Interrogation Rooms by T. Wignesan 33. on a vu un homme courir/ de la scène de crime un homme est maintenant en train d’aider/ la police avec leurs in......

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