Folded Up Poems - Poems about Folded Up

...I have a cup in my hand. Spilling it. Then I pour some into my hands. Laughing. So I get more. Sipping coffee from my palms. Beautiful. The journal. Pages. Folded up, turning into p......

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...The Naked brazen placid blue Meets its foe the dark forbidding nemeses Who unleashes his growing anger and fury Obliterating and defeating his enemy Proclaims a victory and unrolls his miserable ......

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... On the wings of winter afloat abandoned in northern wind, the wilted leaves of longing waft away rustling recluse, my frosted nest clings captive to the skeletal tree, I count in heart......

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...Wet streets, like wet streets after rain hitting pavement like the slacking of vexed heels before the squabble of sun battling cloud, sun to win. Rapid transit, like transience, like de-coh......

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...Astraea The Starry One While they slept she folded up her two sisters between two great wings holding them tight like she was protecting them on the LA Metro Red Line. The next day not......

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...“If you are reading this note then I have succeeded in trying to kill myself, which means that I have killed the people who did this to me, so my story I’ll tell. “You’re wondering how I got to......

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...I'm an orange monkey in China I was made, stitched with much affection and garlanded with braid. Purchased then on eBay and wrapped to make a gift, I was posted to a friend who felt a little......

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...You came into her house through the kitchen. The big door in from the front porch Hadn't been used for years; Furniture stood hard against it. A knock at the front door meant a stranger. Aunt......

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...Summer sky sparkles under huge bursts of light Spiraling rockets and rainbows of color delight Kiddie rides and merry-go-rounds spinning around While roller coasters lift one high off ......

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...To jab or not to jab, why is it even a question? Get the shot or don’t, it shouldn’t be a global inquisition. This site is for poetry, not sharing your views on a blog. Post it as a poem, then you......

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...In the cerulean fervent sky my songbird of yearning soared high, glided in the rippling amorous breeze that wafted your fragrance to me, until the splitting storm surged and crushed the wi......

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...My footwear in hand, Trousers folded up to fend, Dunk in tide I stand, Unsteady a bit, Sands under feet digging pits When two huge waves hit Splashing sea water, Wetting me and all my wits......

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...I listened to Choi’s story and I wondered What kind of people allow a five-year-old to live on the street by himself, sleeping in bathrooms? Were these people too preoccupied to care? His humbl......

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...I see them but I don’t hear them, I feel them but I don’t penetrate them. They say that I am the main character in the show And I make their heart glow, my spirit is soaring but my body needs f......

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...As the day is folded up like An old woman's wrapper and The sun in it has been blinded by The orange clouds of heaven. As The twilight starts playing with dusts But, fills noses with the s......

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