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Figurine Poems - Poems about Figurine


Premium Member Misfit Figurine
Marvelous ancient music box, prim guitarist on pointe shoes rocks; A misfit figurine not concerned how she’s seen; Her erratic tempo is not Bach’s....

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Categories: figurine, dance, emotions, feelings, music,
Form: Limerick
Great Figurine Beauty
She worth weight in gold So beautiful and charming Someone find her sold....

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Categories: figurine, beauty, creation, perspective, woman,
Form: Senryu



Figurine
hers once mine the hour glass of the sands of time mine fell from top to heavy bottom hers still young s l o w l y sift biding time each glass a decade mine four times turned over while she is only twice over with a twist of a wrist meaning half but i find my three times turned over is like a sand storm where i'm more then blinded by her eyes oh so youth ful filling sand dunes dooming me swallowing following falling down with the sands of time...

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Categories: figurine, muse,
Form: I do not know?
Found a Black Figurine
Found A Black Figurine Found a familiar figurine Which was black and not green And to me it meant so much Full of feeling in its each touch. Like hearts and things often do Black figurine was broken into And on floor all the pieces laid; One for each memory it made. So things are still not the same; Who should receive the blame; Did...

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Categories: figurine, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet
Precious Moment Figurine May Your Every Wish Come T
It is my birthday, the cake is so fine Covered in icing with candles of nine I have on my hat the paper  kind I close my eyes and search my mind What can I wish for, what do i want This to me is a special moment. Is it wealth or material things Or a host of Angels with wings A new...

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Categories: figurine, birthday, hope,
Form: Couplet



The Figurine
I saw an ogling eye whispering at me We were at the anthill of a dried a night Like a duck in a thunderstorm I drawled before her wet lips She inserted her passion into my clay, dangling my balls I became a saint-sinner singing in the euphoria of her nipples I am an innocent globetrotter who throttle in the winds...

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Categories: figurine, love, romance, red,
Form: Imagism

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