Escapee Poems - Poems about Escapee

...Star Wars day came to an end, spent it wisely with my best friend, We had different paths to ascend. We still reminisce to this day of good times had. And to the other friend I lost connection wit......

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...{“IF I were to flee from this world If I were to collapse into a deep slumber, and when I emerge from that demise, I would yearn for gravity to tug me by my arms and legs and grant me my wishes. I wo......

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... Shaking her wet ears, uncertain How her purpose may be best served Stagger concealed in immersion Shown the pasture that she deserved Frolicking safely within a flock ......

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...Once, this hollow in a washed up fish head held an eye. Now it's just a skull, an escapee from a crab pot where it hung as bait to attract a wandering claw. I cradle it in my hands, its fle......

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...Chill confines a diary of absence as September keyholes a papered wall. A smirk tears a face--escapee silence --styles wall with nothingness, dead ends AWOL. A bottle of spent wealt......

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...Out of my beachside window I see the dawn, red each morn. The seascape a blue-white scene draped, Upon the green and yellow of the landscape, Of vegetation and ocean adorned by belt of sand, By ......

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...I was distracted and could no longer recall the thought that had just occupied my mind. There was only the pleasant afterglow of whatever it was, a sweet residue lingering in the place wh......

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...It was the sign that stopped us And then we saw the stone Dedicated to an escapee Who had died there alone. We read the inscription All the time being aware Guards in the tower watched Every......

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...We heard of the ambush And we remembered George Bush: A Radio-Announced Ambush And we made for some bush, The man in my front continually push … One hell of a Lazing Runner While my heart was......

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...I have seen the black face of his Kenyan father With whom he didn’t go farther: an absolutely Black Papa Describing not the Diaspora Rappa, His loudest trumpets for Jomo, As Barak’s nearly were ......

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...Oh, you swamp me with charm - get out of my head. There’s something about you - a warmth - like the comfort of home - that pulls at me. I study your landscape of attractive surfaces like a star c......

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...Pressed into cavity, wardrobe holds captive Constrained where space is a premium Love lodged squashes logic, lungs ravaged Quicksand scenarios draw a dreamer in Denigrated to respondee in hi......

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..."What a fine day for a picnic," my friends all said, In the dog days of summer, with the hot sun overhead. We would all go for a swim, and then have a fine lunch, And would return refreshed and ......

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...A leaf, floating downwards, comes to rest upon grass. Escapee cutting off the bonds, unaware of its impending demise; the umbilical cord severed, now page-pressed memory; dried skin......

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...As time goes by, the anguish shall abate. To double back my trail, to hide, to wait for an unwelcome love to go away. Long distances can quench the wanderlust, but lust of wonder. Wonder is a m......

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