Foaming Poems - Poems about Foaming

...May you remember the sail ship white wake behind, seabirds about When the bedrock begins to slip When life's purpose is in doubt May you remember every friend When enemies abound When only on......

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...white punctuation where did the minutes go? we held hands and laughed at nothing because nothing mattered as we traveled into the safeguard of night darkness was a friend dressin......

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...Your needs unmet and, too, mine equally fulfilled,—I s’pose it’s best to leave this where it stands.—what other course could feel as fair? But deep disturbances in mon esprit, increasingly viol......

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...An unexceptional turning point in our marriage... unexpectedly came about, when possible prospect of the wife going to Puerto Rico by herself (for a fêted celebration of our eldest daughter ......

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... A tsunami of black ash blankets half a world Trash toadstool hoodoos, wastelandic pillage and pollutant mucus ravishes lava villages Draining is the amalgam mass at the end of the spectrum......

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... The Sea of Tranquility gives rise to a parasitic plague, Colonizing mechanical machines grinding, Robotic arms frantically fabricating an inhospitable habitat. Plumes of blackened smok......

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... Down the river Far from the emptied swimming pools Far from skateboards Down the cold, foaming river Sitting, reclined in a floating rubber tire Skin tanned from summer sun T-shir......

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...I sense here some things sinister—a scent of sulphur, sulking in a sultry pit; a serpent’s hiss, expressed from space unlit; a warm spell spilling from some seething vent; I find now some thin......

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...my life is like a string being stitched together and coming undone being stitched together and coming undone my heart is like a rainstorm the pitter-patter of my soul filled of love soliloquies ......

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... sun sets early in november while streetlights pepper busy sidewalks and chilly winds hurl through the streets bundled up, head on we face the gale always keen for coffeehouse intermissions ......

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...The quill this evening is not a mere instrument, but a primordial beast, A lacquered leviathan with a tip sharp as obsidian fangs, Its body coiled like an ouroboros, devouring its own ink in vengea......

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..." My mother shed her protective love around me and without knowing why, people sensed that I had value." ~Maya Angelou " As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is t......

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...No greater gift do I have than me. To give all that I be, weakness and steel, Handed unafraid, exuberantly tossed, Into union where none became one. ~~ Innocence dares not question The mating, ......

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...If love were 'dark matter' it would be the size of a small kidney stone. Hate is an intestinal tapeworm that gnaws at our vitals, though most folks remain unsure just what 'vitals' are. T......

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...The brunette smile withdrew into her dream world, as goldenrod sun melted away in storm. The petrichor-scented parasol thus twirled, aft’ windswept fall of sailor, in uniform, upon he......

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