Dripped Poems - Poems about Dripped

...I open Mother's sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pinking shears, the pins, the tattered, tomato-shaped pincushion, and spool......

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... They called her triple scoop at school cuz she was kind of plump she was made of ice cream, so all day long she ran and ran and ran Sliding in and out of freezers just to gather herself ......

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...April 24th 2018 time stood still for I thought it was just another argument between my mother and father was actually my mothers breaking point. as the sun was setting and I was doing my best to......

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...April 24th 2018 time stood still for I thought it was just another argument between my mother and father was actually my mothers breaking point. as the sun was setting and I was doing my best to......

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...Share your empathy of unbridled dreamlands my dear friend and help me heal my abandoned, decrepit heart with its peeling, dangling memories in my troubled mind Give me faith for shatte......

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... In vibrations of virtual whispers, I found her under a satin sunset, chained to an eerie entity, digging, its claws into her silken spirit. Yet behind her dim eyes - I saw tiny flames of fuc......

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... The sun dripped gold on dusty lanes, Where bare feet danced through chalk-drawn plains. The air alive with shouts and glee, A world of make-believe and free. No screens aglow, no buttons pres......

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...No matter I got prescribed Glycopyrrolate 2 mg tablets taken four times a day..., not one drop of sweat (especially on hot humid and hazy days) less than a gallon exudes forth from my pores ......

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...Once upon a magical evening, an enchanted fairy I happened to see, dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace. She shone like the midnight sun— I must confess, she looked rather......

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... In the beginning, there was salt. It hung in the air like unfinished scripture, gathered in the throat of the sea, waited for a mouth dumb enough to mistake thirst for an invitation. Then......

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... Another horrible deal, mouth, cloth, chlorophyll Lie still, lie still, in the fires burnt chill Tiny blue pills, professional rookie kill Amateur without skill, dripped blood spill Please......

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...i remember now the sucking whoosh and rattle of my life as I was uprooted still squirming - caught now in the slalom clutch of a blood smeared latex glove a world as cold as a morgue coagul......

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... "Americano" filter-dripped watered down weak coffee artificial the mood steaming diluted swings lower, unfilling; the wanting lusciously dark hot to the tongu......

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...Sin is fun at first but Hell in the end. Offended Why? I am stronger then that but I may critique and offend you. Gay Gay originally meant......

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...The beast Alhambra roared a violent psalm Vile conversos horrid moriscos, the heretic herds A spear thrust into our sun’s martyred ribs Held in hateful grips the yellow warblers dripped in......

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