Fistfuls Poems - Poems about Fistfuls

...Her shadow pierces the verdant threads Secluded within the expanse of changing seasons Existing within the swaying breeze that trickles Crimson sparks flicker like fireflies along the winding rip......

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... When I imagined what it would be like to be a writer, I saw myself hunched over a typewriter with bourbon on the rocks sweating a ring onto my desk. I could smell the ink on my fingers ......

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...Honey Locust Trees, perched precariously on Ledges lost amid ruptured chasms of evil Ant hills, protruding fistfuls of grapefruit-sized Giant ants suffering remnants within sight of Chernobyl, i......

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...Lorca Translations I Gacela of the Dark Death by Federico Garcia Lorca loose translation by Michael R. Burch I want to sleep the dreamless sleep of apples far from the bustle of cemeteries. ......

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...How wonderful! God sees our worthless vessels, yet they carry his message and light into the world. O wonder! God moves our feet, directs our paths. Our minds must not hinder nor slack. They must ......

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...In the abundance and bounty of our fruited land my thankful heart overflows with gifts given with love In the sight of the harvest moons bright helping hand I feel the root of natures’ essence sin......

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...Johnny was a lover of God's country who roamed cherished land because he was free. A skilled outdoorsman with backcountry charms, he donned a burlap sack with holes for arms. To wear rugged shoes......

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...cat man had enough forced isolation sabbatical dreams after quarantine entered his hermit cage in seclusion I need time out from lockdown he promised they told me of the psych......

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... "The Reptilian Anthropocene" The Reptilians war daily enrobed in their stiff distinction suits rainbow coloured badges pinned to their lap......

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... cold steel … against my arm a metal hand in my own but it’s warm … purple eyes with glowing fuchsia pupils that react but there, in that cyber gaze - a spark of something ... more .........

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...For those missing summer don't forget that a few leaves too many covering the storm drain can make any street into a lake. So come meet me downtown, you'll know me by my fistfuls of foliage.......

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...Life's a carnival ride, a bag of barkers and crabs pinching the mind with pink toys and shiny swag stuffing your mind with sweet soft fuzzy things wraps you in heavy chains and a cold nose ring, ......

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...(Thy lovely lasses unwittingly unstintingly unexpectedly taught me selflessness) Every Holiday time each year, a rocketing increase asper doling out Uriah Heap ping largesse imposed upon ......

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...There is never an ending to the spending a world of paper and plastic to collect and horde clothes and cars and homes and jewelry and fine wine and paintings stocks and bonds v......

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...An expansive view of tumbling sand and lasting memories make seagulls swoop in broad paintbrush strokes over brothers bonded by baseball and a broken home. Within a sandcastle, two boys ......

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