Every Quarter Poems - Poems about Every Quarter

...Right Hand Every quarter moon my pale right hand splits in two. Inside are tap parts of different small sizes who whisper about how wonderful it is that my blood type is Z. Too t......

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...I made lots of plans and vision boards And lots of New Year Resolutions On how I'd swim in bullion wads By the Christmastime celebrations I'd promise myself a new PC And new clothes and shoes ......

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...Here he stands, Edwardian vogue, sometimes with his spats, sometimes with his brogues below his dungarees. With rounded collar points and tie, and jacket donned below this flying suit, his waste is......

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...First night in his final place My dad called me weeping “Please Bobby bring me home.” His skin like ice cream Melting on handle bars Plopped in his wheelchair Square In the center cone of an......

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...enthralled forr noww ineptta jazza bop the stomp "she" 2is a sheep she said the.traces pearls plentyful made in skyy/ scuffed /landscapes/embraces/ invented /fluxes rendetion ......

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...No, no It’s not any Premature celebration, But just some fun, When everyone’s so sick Of this pandemic. So, ‘What are the cheers for?’ You may rightly ask. But then, isn’t it a task To stand......

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...Predictions work in twists of what makes life workable High and often misconstrued by the dogma of science Lies and damned lies and statistics for the insecure Foes foretold surprise when the blin......

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...Super Moon so mesmerizing Extra-terrestrials Aliens Do they wonder who’s on Earth Come greet Earth's homo-sapiens You captivate me from above I thank you and I send you love Your beam of ......

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...After years here in the city with the constant traffic flow, and the daily grind all based on work to have the coffers grow or keep the kids in school and provide for what is middle class, there n......

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...Life lost in saline streams Straining to see Possibilities in reams and streams Crane to love me Although I desire nothing unproven In the world I grapple to save From madness and sadness wov......

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...the rising sun walks quietly in sky then lowers her lips down whispers to birds; “wake up” tells cockerels; “crow loudly” and intimates the lazy; “sleep on, time is unfair, sleep on” then the w......

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...Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954. Dad......

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...How can I feel so tired? I've slept for most of the day, Being in constant pain, Is causing me dismay. It's not just my knee, I have cervicalgia to put up with too, My right side is shot to shi......

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...day and night Blattaria of various shapes and sizes scuttle with incandescent after glow as flashing blur rises to fill every quarter of mine cerebral core, when asleep pries me lids awake w......

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...The Clock to Barbara with all my love Frank By Franklin Price 1/26/2016 The clock stands in our living room in a place where it should be. It represents my love for you. It's there for all to ......

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