Even Poems - Poems about Even

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I walked as a grey kid lost in his own hometown streets. When my slow mind began to see more clearly it saw brick dusted air and a sunlight blotched with yesterday's scabs. There were small parks in that part of the city, where the shabby slept and fornicated, a wilted grass was dotted with used condoms and patchworked with dog urine. We thought it fine to...

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An Even More Minor Tribute To Mr Dylan Bob Became A Christian But Jesus Was A Jew. "You've Gotta Lotta Nerve." -Gray Squirrel 05-23-2025...

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I read your words like a midnight hymn, Soft and slow, but cuttin' in. Said you broke us to protect my soul, But baby, heartbreak don’t make me whole. I saw the cracks—we both did too, But I was holdin’ on for me and you. You left to spare me from the fall, But silence hurts worse than nothin’ at all. You say...

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Detached - Even Circuits Hum A Music Video As twilight turns to tangled thought, and truth tiptoes down trembling streets. Once, wonder serenaded willowed winds now shadows embrace muted retreats Wary hearts weave walls so wide against a faceless, coded tide, while glowing grids in distant bays bloom haunting weaves they won't embrace Dualistic stars and digital dawns Cinematic cradles human ache, but some still long for...

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It is ours: that ever-present space, even before it reaches us, That subtle space, a place of respite, a moment of deep silence, When you collapse onto a bed thinking of nothing, lost in the sweet void, Or when you pour a glass of water from the tap, fascinated by the absence of thoughts, That pure and gentle space,...

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First blush of love is bright, A fragile, tender light. A whispered, hopeful start; Held closely in the heart. Then comfort settles deep, While early passions sleep. So vibrant hues give way, And first love cannot stay. The fervent vows we make, For constancy's dear sake. A promise pure and bold; A story to unfold. Then life's own seasons turn, And different lessons learn. So youthful dreams decay, And first...

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To my children and grandchildren, Ask God to help you forgive. When you experience hate or hurt any day. Human pride hates to admit, That we are a "Fleshy Mess!" Watch the news there's nothing to guess. We are made to be like our Creator, Designed for caring and love. That's why we must cast our eyes above. Countless times I've been hurt and...

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I'm not even a poet, just a petty rhymer. When starting a new verse, first thing I do is grab a timer. And if it takes more than five minutes flat, I say, "Okay, that's about enough of that!" And then I go back to reading my "How to enjoy your retirement" primer. Bonus poem Grab some cheese, some crackers, and...

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I'd love to tell you about the beauty of Venice But I appear to only exclaim it in squeals There's 5 of us here, all talkers for a living Unable to utter a sentence that sums it up I saw a lamp post and declared it an 'absolute lamp post' and did a little happy dance Please see...

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Hands interlocking A smile that holds no hidden shame A lake in a world on fire Waves whispering promises of a future Where even here I am found...

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I place my pen so painfully on the page Ink stains so sinister Too dark for the heart to feel over again And over again And again I feel my heart launch inside my throat Choking me Breath which used to come to easily Thoughts once produced so placidly So readily Fade suddenly Fog...

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"Even When You're Near" I saw you yesterday. You’re not far. Maybe five minutes, a handful of quiet streets. But I miss you. Not because you’re gone, you’re not. It’s just that the world feels softer when you’re in it, next to me, not just in thought. The couch feels bigger....

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I survived even after losing' I was that girl, who was afraid of questions, But life taught me to become the answer. In the house where voices were suppressed, There I made my identity with silence. I broke down, but did not fall apart, She embraced every pain, but did not complain to anyone. When my own people trampled my hopes, I bowed...

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We Never Even Got to the Alter I hug your ghost as we fall asleep Something blue and something to keep But your ghost soon fades in invisible shades And the lilac daisy ring Hides somewhere forgotten On the twined made up daisy string. The memory goes away and all the pained ones too. As I hear you wonder If...

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