Epithets Poems - Poems about Epithets

...Twenty years elapsed since Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 5th, 2004 Often these days the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share one son, cuz ......

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...An unexceptional turning point in our marriage... unexpectedly came about, when possible prospect of the wife going to Puerto Rico by herself (for a fêted celebration of our eldest daughter ......

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...The very abridged version recounting untold tragicomic storied life of Matthew Scott Harris I led a boring life. The end. All joking aside, now the epilogue. As a bookish fellow born Januar......

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... “Words We Cannot Escape” Words we can no longer speak we tap dance over keys bruised blackly numb Winter palette in hand Autumn now gone across white-washed n......

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...Contest: This or That, Vol 30 – 2-4-25 Sponsor: Edward Ibeh - Title Chosen: Etched in Stone ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Etched in Stone Two hearts glare at each other Clut......

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...Pariah heap - savagely subjecting myself to humiliation Outward slovenly appearance bespeaks volumes wordsworth their weight in gold (exhumed from the pith of these lovely bones - beclothed wi......

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...Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again - updated Steely Dan sing queen (me) outdid himself on sixtieth anniversary after Grahame Wood determined to meet the evolving needs of the communi......

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...Back approximately half my life ago dissociative disorder if qualified to self diagnose mein kampf psychological state... I lacked emotions where others concerned. That refrain replayed it......

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...When his stiff larynx shifts, a caviling bone that darts for cover as if caught in its bell tower with a high-powered rifle. I see his desperate need to talk. "Those dumb forks, ingrates, fre......

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...The smell of French bread baking, seeps through the kitchen roof and the women wearing aprons of assorted colors and fine knitted hat kneading stiff dough in big pudding pans. They kept moving f......

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...From Kisii's loamy terrain, I ascend, Maroo's clasp, my rooted blend. A Christian's essence, bathed in God's grace, Sinner's visage, yearning His face. They perceive a flawless meld, Upon God'......

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... "The Value of Reading" messages impressed upon the secret keepers. when is late too late? to divulge the truth? "I know this is a shock" arrives far too late when it......

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...TRANSFORMATIONS perceived   daydreams a flas of the conscious   conceived a sudden   salience sufaces causuality   creates i. a state of emergence a poesis  realised in a   visi......

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...Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost... ~ May fourth, 2005 wedded bliss nearly fifty years half a century almost me not most favorite grown offspring, she (when alive) did boast, ab......

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...I awkwardly, ineptly, and submissively fumbled thru life..., whereat purposefulness rarely gained traction Fatherhood (half my life time ago) bolstered reasonable rhyme manifesting itself befor......

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