Drone On Poems - Poems about Drone On

... Candle tongue stirs the skin within my skin, Glass red with so many tears — Romance personified by the melting of wick, Though shadows drone on walls, a phantasmic tango These French lips wor......

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...My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery, Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real. I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes, Their innocence smashed, fa......

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... Reflective listening Thats the one People can say how they have been undone Or have a glorious tale Of adventure Bad guys went to jail Listening carefully Too all......

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... Just sitting there hanging on my eyes; Sober up, that’s not enough. Nah. Already forgot your name. You drone on ‘Pookie, ......

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...Nothings new, I wake up, same hour, Greet the mirror, same reflection, no power. Off to school, same tiredness, all days, Routine repeats, in a monotonous maze. Nothings new, as the sun rises h......

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...These are my modern English translations/interpretations of ancient Greek poems by the immortal Sappho of Lesbos… With my two small arms, how can I think to encircle the sky? —Sappho, fragment 3......

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...That's enough, sadness poems - be gone! (But we really really want to drone on...) It's getting tiredsome, the vibe's getting dull (I suppose it is samey, we have entered a lull) You're ......

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...As a confessional portrait poet I see myself through my own lens Getting really into 'if I feel it, show it' Risk appearing a right misery to poet friends If I carefully conducted a survey Ign......

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...Sappho Translations II That country wench bewitches your heart? Hell, her most beguiling art’s hiking her dress to seduce you with her ankles' nakedness! Sappho, fragment 57, loose translation......

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...Anti-Poem — “Nuclear Noah” i turned the white sidewalk extending to beverly boulevard my street teeming with oozing life the stilled human voices the decades dead coming out of their houses aga......

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...I need to be patient with some folks I know Who prattle on about nothing and loudly proclaim, They are experts on this or that … hot air they blow I suppose to acquire for themselves a bit of ......

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...A pillowcase backpack, camping under the kitchen table. Lost in imagination, deaf to strife. In every way full of wonder of life. Holed up in a couch cushion bunker. Barefoot and bare chest......

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...SANTA WISHES YOU A BLOOMING CHRISTMAS Oh deer, did the night drone on and on, the liftoff of a midnight clear. Away from The Pole, he drinks a ton of beer, and plants......

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...Country western songs are for the lonely and the sad They drone on and on, and some are truly pretty bad. If you have heard one, you have pretty much heard them all. Most are about the good guy lo......

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...How did the jungle get here? Did it come on a train like an old time circus rolling in before dawn while we splattered safety-nets with doomsday drivel. A rainforest has invad......

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