Fibers Poems - Poems about Fibers

...Tangents. Nothing like the howling roof. Or the clasps of blades of grass. Nothing empty as- Connections of piano keys. Or horrible things, changes, socks. Growth, Or waiting. Or carpet ......

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...I. The Pastor’s Hand At dawn’s brittle cusp— he climbs, each step a nail in time’s coffin breath ragged a Psalm torn mid-hymn. The rope tastes of incense and myrrh— Li......

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...Being depressed is like a rug. Has fibers and some small fibers tear away. And no one notices. Everything is frayed, and funny. So I laughed at the blinds opening and closing. I’m never rea......

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...Haute Couture Leucoindigo she said holding these fancy blue jeans the pigments a striking ric......

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...You carved your smile into my solitude, the chisel of your memory digging deep into the marble of silence, Leaving orchids to bloom in the cracks of my pain, petals of hope in the desert of sadness,......

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...Through ages past, we forged ahead, With gleaming tools where dreams were led. Soft metal pipes, they carried flow, Yet silent poison crept below. A glowing spark, in dials bright, Lit up the ......

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...Sacrifice I was one of many on the Mount of Olives and every year produced batches of black olives. Sweet and black, my olives were prized near and far and my owner would always brag about his ......

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...Harpsichord in heaven? Cubic or spherical? Bread, O baker? Leaven. Just flicker as you fall... Dancing lights apace in space? Watch them in her face. Ghost, vanish without a trace! Gold, cas......

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...I was certain. I was sure. I knew what I knew— until I didn’t. A thread pulled, a question I never meant to ask, a whisper splitting at the seams. The more I learn, the less I know. The ......

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..."Izzie" I know a quiet girl whose name is Izzie Pays twenty dollars to get a little dizzy Lately, she's busy smoking up on that boy Poisoned capillaries we both can enjoy She's been roma......

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... The Poem in My Mind It is all in my mind you might say; Yes .. everything I know and I know everything. It's those poems in my head that can never be expressed in words music or in dee......

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...Sitting here in igneous space wrestling with naked thoughts finds me face to face with sad beauty: the navel of time is emblematic that the poetic seed must first fertilize th......

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...I'm just a human, nothing more, nothing less, Drowned in dreams that life will not confess. Weary of the burden of the world's empty demands, Breaking my soul with invisible hands. No savior, no ......

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...THE ROPE One end anchored in faith, and the other in the solid rock, Jesus. Fibers of love, mercy, hope, peace strong strands interwoven. A guide when the storms of life beat against the s......

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...Filled with substance, Never know who I’ll be next - A person in disguise Like the back of an earring, Lost in the fibers Unsure of what thought comes next - But I feel more aware, Y......

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