Flinched Poems - Poems about Flinched

... He Stepped Up In the quiet after heartbreak, When the echoes of the past still stung, You arrived not demanding, Not to conquer, but to heal. You saw the tender places in me, The parts I ......

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...I am tired of pretending that anger is a flaw. It burns through me clean, and still they ask for smiles while standing knee-deep in the ashes. I wasn't born to swallow my tongue. I wasn't rai......

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...The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day; The score stood four to two, with but an inning left to play. And when Cooney fell at first, and Barrows met the same, A hush of sorrow......

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...You didn’t come with fireworks, no loud knocks on my guarded heart. You came gently, like rain easing into dry earth. I had built walls, thick and tall, thinking silence would keep the pain out, a......

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..."Through It All" I fell to habits hard to break I made mistakes I should not make The weight of stress upon my chest I gave the world my very best And still I cracked and still I fell ......

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...Purple Dreams In Other Realms Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight su......

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...When I say I love you, it’s because you carved out a place in me, one I never knew was there. When I say I love you, it’s because you traced every scar back to its origin and never once fli......

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...I stared at the ceiling and wondered how the body keeps breathing when the soul gives up, like a ship lost in the sea of silence, rudderless, drifting aimlessly, they told me pain makes you stronge......

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...Run, Girl, Run She was just eleven, small and spry, Her father said, “You’re due, oh my…” A spanking, harsh, the kind she knew, But this time she thought, “Not today, not you.” He called her b......

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...In this woke world I’d soon be hung If I had had your spiteful tongue How ironic that its wagging Only stopped when you were gagging And as I tried to grab the shard Of chicken bone that was s......

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...They say I am like them. They call my name as if it belongs to them. They point at my face, at my hands, at the blood in my veins, as if it were proof that I belong to them. But their words are ......

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...(a university-life vignette) It’s Saturday morning at about 9am. I’m in the chemistry lab, a sterile looking room with 12 workstations that are like multi level kitchen islands with sinks......

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...A bluebird came streaking violently out of Central Park, it blurred over the lanes of traffic towards 220. I flinched in anticipation of the impact, but at the last second it darted directly up, ......

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...Severe night terrors after being held captive for a week during Christmas again my abusive ex brutally attacked me every Christmas since that arson murder that cold Christmas day 1984 all t......

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... Turn around then: As you walked up the stairs, Which I want to walk up too, I am glad to have such a self-ability, To not let myself run away again or choose another way. There are multiple ......

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