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Fil Poems - Poems about Fil

What's Your Poison?
...If you say Adam Schiff should have his day, maybe get a whiff of power, making hay on the nation’s fiscal cliff, then you’re bright. You know Chick-Fil-A (not the same thing as a secure SCIF)......

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Categories: fil, political,
Form: Etheree
Premium Member Fast Food
...A clown named Ronald Sold us on McDonalds Then the King came to play Saying have it your way Old Dave squared the deal Inviting us to Wendy's for a meal The Queen has ice cream treats Old Arby......

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Categories: fil, fun,
Form: Rhyme



Patchwork Mary
...A lock of sweat-matted hair over one eye, she shakes a red knuckled fist at a naked child, wailing upon a cold floor. Mary drying feet with her hair. Mary at the temple calling. A street corne......

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Categories: fil, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member horoscopes and hot air
...My Astrologer, ‘Sex and Love’ horoscope, for Halloween, is grim and on-trend for me. (Libra) “Get ready to take some chill-time - give yourself the space to recover. People pleasing is out, boundari......

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Categories: fil, autumn, fashion, nonsense, school,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Orpheus
...Slang.. Chick-fil-a = the best place ever jade = brooke = gorgeous mishin = the boss, as in “You aren’t the boss of me.” Orpheus We’re on vaycay. School is OVER, COVID is over. We’re......

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Categories: fil, humor, mothers day, new
Form: Free verse



A Patchwork Mary
...Scrubbing dishes in a cold kitchen, on a tabletop rats nibble through a leather bible cover. She turns, a lock of sweat matted hair over one eye, shakes a red knuckle at a wailing child sat on......

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Categories: fil, poetry,
Form: Free verse
How Huxley Sees the World
... "How Huxley Sees the World" He composes his world - dream extractions simulated from the surreal reality of man colour cognitive from the dead moments we phantomise to ......

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Categories: fil, art, future, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Womens Group
...Feb. 6, 2021 Hello I was born normal on May 17, 1979 from Paranaque, Philippines. My name is Jacqueline Ramirez Mendoza and was taken from Jacqueline Kennedy Onasis. Given by my cousin, Jocelyn Pic......

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Categories: fil, anxiety, christian, depression, god,
Form: Narrative
Opened Book
...The book you offered to me waits by my side, in its silky blanket while is risking a timid autumn sun. If I open it, I guess leaves contain much more than a ray, because when I dive into ......

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Categories: fil, autumn, books, french, spring,
Form: Free verse
L'Orage, Jamais Je Ne M'En Degage
...En suivant le fil allongé de l'attirance pour elle, Je me mis à une randonnée cherchante en dépit du ciel bas. Tout à coup, il faisait de l'orage. La pluie torrentielle Et le courant d'air houleux......

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Categories: fil, how i feel, longing,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member World of Violence -Re-Post
...World of violence As the morning slowly breaks and, daylight in fil trates... I feel, the sunshine- burn away the grey I feel, the dawning, of a brand new day I wish, the clouds would......

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Categories: fil, black african american, death,
Form: Rhyme
Again
...Dear God or whatever, you can begin me now. Begin me on a whiteboard, a blackboard, anything that can be erased to begin again. My cookie was crumbling, my cookie was baked with bad blood. ......

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Categories: fil, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Pizza
...     Pizza!     Two Glasses.     With chilled Chianti.     Jar of hot peppers.     Charming red and white tablecloth.     Warmed decorated Sicilian plates in baskets. Waiter stands at......

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Categories: fil, food,
Form: Etheree
Impromptu
...god forbid some people cried and some people sighed how but not just how but why am i it seems delinquent or delinquently casting out my son to a world where weird faults are found ......

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Categories: fil, muse,
Form: I do not know?
En Me Languissant D'Elle
...N'ayant plus son corps galbé dans mes bras, Je ne peux plus trouver rien de chaud. Le ciel m'apparaît constamment bien bas, Qu'il fasse de l'orage ou qu'il fasse beau. Tous les jours je cherche......

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Categories: fil, lost love, missing, true
Form: Sonnet

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