Fastened Poems - Poems about Fastened

...They called it a seat, but it was a cradle of fire— metal-wrapped, bolted shut, no window, just the hum of wires and the memory of old Moscow snow still clinging to your pads. They fed you w......

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...The weight He had written two short books needed to show her his work, Not now, she said, I’m watching TV Around the beam that keeps the heaven’s roof from falling, He slung a rope fastened to a......

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...Oh! Guitar, what music hides in thy heart, That awaits the touch of my soft fingers. As my digit ends move over thee in quiet, What melody comes, how it my spirit triggers! Every ch......

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...Much like the limbs of a tree, Life has away of reaching out towards the heavens. With roots, Grounded and fastened steadfast to the bedrock, We can be firm in our foundation whilst blowing and b......

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...In a small room where the shadows grew large I was thinking about my escape Like a fisherman’s catch Cast back into the greatest lake of Michigan The room grew dim, and then glowed red And cast ......

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...I saw her from a distance And I recognized the move, But until I got much closer, It was difficult to prove. With her breasts exposed, her bra below, The cup part in the back Was fastened, th......

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... We had been up, down and sideways with lonely nights and solitary days. We had seen total darkness dispensed from our fights. Our heads began believing our wrongs could not discover our r......

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... The recorder clicks on. What made you stay? I didn’t stay. I fastened. I was made to fasten. And if you're made to fasten, you look for something moving. Something strong enough......

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...GALAXY YOKE BOMBARD MASTICATE LUSH VISCOUS Some say our galaxy’s a feeble joke, and I’m not one to beat about the bush: two stellar oxen, fastened by a yoke? Mythology, to me, is so ......

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...A bottle of water, Bought from the store, Could be used once, Then thrown to the floor. A can of soda, From the shop, Once used, discarded, No need for more pop. If I look at it, From a ......

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... On the weary wings of winter the northern winds depart, their harsh whisper in the frozen air the frost-fastened mulberry trees hear, “wait, you’ll listen the sweet music soon, don......

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...Mark Allen was ten years old, and his favorite things were trains; Like teal moments after the storm, when colorful beauty remains. Mark had a shiny, toy train set, and he was frequently ......

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... Times colours wrap around seasonal dreams Weaving pictorial thinking with silken words That sew themselves to the pictures you see, While warp and weft combine to story tell Of life within the ......

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...She had been indoctrinated to believe her country was free But she hit the tripwires, had nowhere to flee She learned the hard way that what she'd been taught were lies from a regime that couldn't......

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...LOYAL FRIEND: VERSE 1: This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES. Hey! A whole lot of inspiration from a loyal friend, Does he not give you the sponsorship for this trip? No one have you in mind,but he ca......

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