Fiber Poems - Poems about Fiber

(detail of "Rainbow Body", original encaustic, 2018) Sun Made Flesh and Fiber In the woods of your own making every tree has a dark side and each, a whole, casts a shadow. Where can you turn to find a way through? Where can you run that does not lead back into? Trees, however dark and dense we find them, only grow by the light...

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Fiber optics make such gorgeous Christmas trees Enhance silk flower arrangement in a variety of degrees Used in medical operations if you please. Help phone signals according to my cousin Lees. I wish I could wear them up and down my sleeves....

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Luscious fibrous crunch, juicy crispy nectar sweet. ...

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Orange stimulates every fiber of my being Coaxing out the most creative sides of myself Sizzling singing slinging dazzling dancing prancing orange. The happiest color there could ever be She revs me up, excites my libido, enthuses and amuses Orange increases my joy by leaps and heaps She shows me the tango, flashes her brazen smile, Pirouettes in high heels, and flips...

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I never knew that most monkeys will swoon To eat bananas in a real saloon -- They'll snarf down bunches After monster lunches -- Then vomit up the peels in the spittoon...

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Trump Lacks Moral Fiber Trump seems to think that he is a survivor, When really having been definite conniver; A real pain, Even in rain, Who always lacks any trust or moral fiber. Jim Horn...

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On the express basis of the unique premise of the creative write. One should implement their core genre; As an attribution toward success. We can’t sit back idle & expect help. The resistance is too strong. We must become ever more vigilant to this worthy cause. To family & friends. As time is allotted let...

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The rest of the world look at you They see your face They look at what you have They assume you have it all While in the quiet spaces Amidst the hustle of life Your soul silently cries out To be understood Silently long for that assurance That they won’t judge you For the tumult you sometimes feel Whilst displaying calm When your mind is in a...

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Now that I'm in my 50's and over the hill, I'm getting more and more medical mail, lots of it pertaining to a certain ailment, this one being in the can't poop department, claiming that some people have it stuck in their colon walls, and that they are walking around like a ticking time bomb, well I for one don't want...

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The scent of wood chips tapping against memories Too familiar, longing to be forgotten Echos, fulminating and clinging together like angry rain clouds Shapes and angles carved to perfection, leaving no doubt A flawless art evolved throughout the years And perfectly crafted to fit her size Fabric and lace disguising the horror Feigning protection for what's placed inside A fallen victim...

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Fiber Optics Free verse Humans are a conductor of light Filled with fiber optics of color Sunrise is nature’s optical lamp Splitting particulates into desolation To be a waterfall in the face of fire Quenches the fires threatening rage When water becomes the attacker on land Then be the boat that rescues the drowning If the cliff is breached become a mountain As the mountain...

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As we often try to catch up to tomorrow We let our lives lose focus on what’s right The moral fiber, that exists within us Soon snaps because we’ve pulled it way too tight Let’s slow down and not worry about what may be Remember what we must be and do for fellow man Send love, compassion, pay homage and...

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I still have that moral fiber; I guess that makes me a survivor Funny, I still feel the same Still feel like I’m the only one missing out on so-called fun The lone loser of the group Oddly enough, it doesn’t really bother me Being substance-free, living a life of sobriety I’d rather lead a so-called boring life If it means my...

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