Fumbled Poems - Poems about Fumbled

...CHINESE FEMALE POETS: ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS Sung to the tune of “I Paint My Lips Red” by an anonymous courtesan or Li Ch’ing-Chao loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch After swi......

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...1.) Gutter bed for a hope held ransom, Three bottles opened, Drunk reflections of my mirror got me feeling handsome. Can’t go a day. I can’t go a day without a glass handful of rum. Funny ......

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... The small hard stars scattered on the cracked pavement. Each point a tiny sun, a miniature challenge waiting for a flick of the wrist, a calculated bounce. We knelt, children then, inten......

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...In your womb I burst Passion holds my heart's desire, Lust and ravage, light my fire. Lovers embrace in Twilight's choir, Songs echo to the tops of spires. It starts with a simple kiss, Lip......

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...Echoes of the silent shore into our past it transports Calling me to my memories long ago stored Safely put away for days like today when I need you and my eyes are red and sore Echoes of the ......

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... I arrived at your house I saw you lift the blinds I smiled at your presence. I was hoping to find A little time To sit and relax Go over all the special times We had found in t......

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...Being handsome alone is not important. Having talent is. Quote by poet. Bewitched, her fingers flew, keys pressed, sound vibrated song sang assonance in perfect pitch. He tried......

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...{"Chipped nails, I would gnaw for when you screamed at me. Chapped lips, for when I would secure them in between my teeth at the mere reflection of you for a brisk second. Outbreaks protrude on the f......

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... A gale force wind was blowing one cold October night With a hunter's moon in the sky that was shining so bright I took a shortcut through the cemetery as I'd often done before And in ten m......

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... Midnight of October thirty first I jumped out of bed to quench my thirst As I groped my way down the huge kitchen An eerie coldness crept on my skin and then... When I fumbled the l......

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... There was movement on All Hallows’ Eve, with stirrings all around, The moon was full in the blood red sky dark shadows came and went, just who was lurking by? I don't know why I went so far ......

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...into the depths of the bell jar In quiet solitude on an autumn night i drifted through a quotidian quagmire. fleeting thoughts of stillness sparked a quest for t......

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...what is a hope if not the most desperately fervent wish of a man— a dream so deeply staining the edges of reality a hope lies dormant in my belly sleeping like a dragon curled on the hoard of......

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...Robert Sherriff 'Australian' Author-Poet-Actor-Model-Singer/songwriter R. L. SHERRIFF AUSTRALIAN POET AUTHOR SINGER-ACTOR Letting Bygones Go Words, like coins of breath, so carelessly spent, ......

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...overdosed happiness found in the in-between haze dullness removed ocean froth masking the rising bile that dribbles down my still smiling face like deadly phial, I'll thrash 'til I splinter ......

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